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Post by thefleetsin on Feb 24, 2018 19:59:52 GMT
under a skye of scars
amidst the smallest sidewalk crack nature strikes back sprouting as if to smack cement upside the head.
i roll over on my hardened city bed seeing stars and dreaming of light-less cars no longer distracting me free to see reflected in their glee the scars vaporized into dreams.
sjw 02/24/18 inspired at this very moment in time by the cardboard and the blue tarps.
from the 'benevolent series' of poems
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