Wednesday, July 18, 2018


the killer is beautiful
the killer is additional

I know I'll come back
even if I were killed

even if hills multiply
even to a better life

unclasp the shy wind
swim sunset swamps

heed me lest I weep
heed me for I weep

tears have hard hands
and I close my eyes

to dream to dream 
to dream to dream


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