birds singing on wires
and treelimbs;
the house is burnt to embers.
we never learn,
we won't remember.
smoke shades sky still sadder
than any of us though.
measured worth
in bones littered across
every bit of this rock.
birds singing.
Aug 26, 2021
Aug 26, 2021 at 4:45 AM UTC
birds singing on wires
and treelimbs;
the house is burnt to embers.
we never learn,
we won't remember.
smoke shades sky still sadder
than any of us though.
measured worth
in bones littered across
every bit of this rock.
birds singing.
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