#refuge

flight.   imagine it white with feathers,

bird’s wings.

 

it is an old room and as i change the bed

i think of you.

 

i regret the dust and crooked floor with

fondness, then as i lay the clean sheet

not yet tucked, imagine you laying your

broken body.

 

think on this.

 

sbm.

 

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