lightning medicine cloud
Wednesday, January 27, 2016
where everything's all natural
i'm toast!
my identical selves
line up behind me
like men looking to pretend
to look for work
the heart bloats and sags
it's big sky's
it's little window's
clouds of impossibility
no one dances
no one makes it rain
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