wisteria (United States) published:
we balanced on the edge of the earth,
but the ground was still parched, cracked beneath
our naked feet, hands dry and here, have
some water but you felt like summer
and your tongue was filling your sun-kissed
cheeks and i crumbled.
and i wish i crumbled like greece did, dust-choked ram horns
chanting my demise at corinth, somewhere
before christ and i might as well mean
before time, you say, and i suppose
you’re right, because without Him who...
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