Cast to the Wind
Sunday, June 26, 2016
move.
dew-free eyes
webless temple
sprawled sheets
embrace rebirth
messy year gone
a future still fluid
bottles amassed
kicked to the curb
neck-deep in clouds
knee-deep in maybe
sprint now
worry never
if you don't
who will?
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