Of course mosquitos after blackberry
Shoots send blood into the breeze,
Peahens call over the hillside
At dusk, I saw two fuzzy chicks
Run after their scavenging royals
Not sure which is worse
Fresh scrapes or the predators
My day started great
I had a dream with Mesa
She was a silly kid having fun
The peahens howl behind in other trees
Fucking fireworks those sad birds
They made it thru a windstormed rain
Neither worse nor well,
America.
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