You call me down
you calm me down
you call me down
I fall down
The weight of nights
the height of days
earth is garden
all warmth migrates
Rain ripens:
material, nonsense.
I catch my breath,
I cut my eyes. Cry.
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This ad was in the Yellow Springs News two weeks ago, and the event was a whole week ago, and my point is... that between the big CASA awa...
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