days
that impose names upon me
the calender laughing, mocking my intimatemost failures
and i know the dawn is just miles
minutes away
but i feel the tug of blood's inescapable gravity
the flesh longs for the clay from which it was molded
no mind where the mind may be
at peace
(or otherwise)
and you said it was very hot there
today
while the temperature dropped here
the wind poured dark clouds
thick honey through the mountain passes
and i thought for certain
it would snow
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