a toy tugboat
in an unfilled
baby pool
a dead spider
beneath it
I could talk nightly
on these-
my dreams would look for missing children
my dreams would turn to salt
Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 11:31 AM UTC
a toy tugboat
in an unfilled
baby pool
a dead spider
beneath it
I could talk nightly
on these-
my dreams would look for missing children
my dreams would turn to salt
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