![]() Looking back to see if I could draw a map Shaking out the dust to bring some empty space back,įilling a long merch table with artifacts, Going through the contents of my backpack, The true state of all things is a waterfall Countless sunrisesīurying the things I’d figured out the day before. I keep on not dying, the sun keeps on rising.ĭreams that I don’t trust, burning off, layered thick,Ī cargo that I haul, wounds and loves unresolved.īut now I’m back where I was when I was 20,Ĭrashing through salal alone and mumbling,
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