Shh… Shh… Shh…
Shh… Shh… Shh…
cars hush by pale sod mounds of urban fields
odd Sirens sing while small plush bits of skin fall again
autumn brings the tree-cricket trilling in
and roads of dead asters in brown brush…
Shh… Shh… Shh…
Shh… Shh… Shh…
Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 6:39 AM UTC
Shh… Shh… Shh…
Shh… Shh… Shh…
cars hush by pale sod mounds of urban fields
odd Sirens sing while small plush bits of skin fall again
autumn brings the tree-cricket trilling in
and roads of dead asters in brown brush…
Shh… Shh… Shh…
Shh… Shh… Shh…
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