Tuesday, April 12, 2016
IF
If what were left
of you
was water
instead of dust
I'd drink a little
of you
each day
and piss you out
in the mornings
like dew drops
on the heather
then wait for you
to rise
into the clouds
and pray
for stormy weather
Saturday, April 9, 2016
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