Day: July 14, 2017

The End

Sometimes I wonder where the river flows.

I yearn for ice and water and fire falling

From the sky. Don’t you know that the end

Of the journey comes before you realize. If

You hold your breath, you can count the

Days that fly by in a nightmare flash. Yes.

Stooped

Banana inner tub laughing hallowed mess

Trying toward crisp tangent tangled steep

Indian apple face lured kneel television and

Angel rewind venison quiet stool moving ill

Reefer still meal mapping stacked stooped