I was a child,
Laying on concrete
Absolving the heat
Fever dreams
Seep’d deep
While I’d sleep
Between the sheets
Of poppies or bleak
And kittens teeth
Beneath the streets
Rocky pleats
Under shade trees
I’d weep, steep
A dewy seat
Waiting to keep
Visions of feats
And loves to meet
I walked the streets
Looking for peace
High in the trees
I was freed.
Nov 1, 2025
Nov 1, 2025 at 10:27 PM UTC
I was a child,
Laying on concrete
Absolving the heat
Fever dreams
Seep’d deep
While I’d sleep
Between the sheets
Of poppies or bleak
And kittens teeth
Beneath the streets
Rocky pleats
Under shade trees
I’d weep, steep
A dewy seat
Waiting to keep
Visions of feats
And loves to meet
I walked the streets
Looking for peace
High in the trees
I was freed.
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