Sunday, September 8, 2019

8 september

a down wow from here high and mighty tired of the wobble the fumble the tried truths and the tired youth unable to keep up with its happenings and wonderwhy abandonment fears cheered on by insomnia and iridescent grief freeping in on the loudest of galoshes and quashing the calm we dreamed of only days ago and while the snow is freezing dark we stumble anyway on

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