Here’s To Life…
& all the happy little deaths of time. To being clothed in a dead man’s sweater in the dead center of summer.
Where the hills of this town touch the shimmering hand of god & god doesn’t notice. Where I muster up the hesitation, resolved.
& all dissolving in the shivering dream of bliss… & the nondescript slobber of numbness.
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