Song strands undo me what's left lay Lady lay in outer space in an asteroid belt of what used to be the stretching naked mornings sunlight allowed part way into the bedroom thru those thick cloth curtains and little girls playing with their toys in the hallway patiently awaiting breakfast and a day by the summer river running running gliding off stay baby stay my morning undone in this quiet Friday motel alone with wet eyes shedding nothing I can do without
4-30-21
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