so much of these steps
I've already forgotten
when I can look back
their lives warm chaos
sifting into my two ears
finally frozen
walk below storm clouds
thunder rolls over my skin
lighting forgotten
changing ground shadows
the higher sun in the sky
every day I'm growing
the need to make lists
beneath the naming panic
air filled with algae
walking sand filled shoes
so far from the horizon
wind blowing through cloak
the walls closing in
whats not working is me
when will roof topple
every word cuts through
every stone falls where I stand
every distance gone
why shake fist at cloud
it has stopped raining they say
but we are all wet
Nice!
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