Thursday, June 10
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- Where the circles meet but cannot allow one anothe...
- Another sleepy morning dragged across the land
- And another day sunk, way out to sea, no survivors
- Freedom in a dying land
- Every day a new dictionary
- Grown over the bare earth, covering her with the w...
- Standing tall, flat along the ground
- Looking down upon us all from a hillside
- Without hope, I watch and wait.
- Symtpomatic of my Sobriety
1 Comments:
vivid and believable as a snapshot of the inferno. i like the slight double-image, as it makes things more jittered and urgent.
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