Saturday, January 25, 2020

A flying boulder
wrapped in moss
the yearning for touch
of a gloved populace

running seared roads
tugged by the gum
of an outer space web
spread eagle on a satellite
open body beaming

let the forests come forth
on curtain veils
and summer ride ice
to mountain hideaways

the mouthpiece of fissured rock
gushing into my naked

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