Friday, December 11

half-tone up as it's 'sposed to be

i want this
because i become that again- an innocent
curious youth
with pools for eyes and a disregard
for the meaning of finance

but a keen, keen sense
for the smell of a sleeping field
vast, under half an inch of diamond snow
when you stop your car on the side of a country road
and we get out
to ask the moon

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