.Frost in the morning
Dog barking
Emptied the trash
Lit my cig
Licking my lips
Still tastes like oatmeal
Licking my lips
Still tastes like oatmeal
Pristine chant in the
remote cay echoes
The histories and stories
that are never spoken
My empty soul is s.
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