Tuesday, December 6, 2016

thunder shadow

pees the door your
leg damp gglows
rerind and cclung
embate and crow
misty meat torments
the g ate your
shoe resides .sq
uishy insole ,flat
ulencent book no
p age left o o pen
hot corn the can ex
plodes ,your em
pty face a bag
held once apples
held nails the moon's
2 rivers glow and dark


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