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Maybe the end is just a dream.
the dreamless ones.
“Dreams get caught in the webs woven in your bones. That’s where they live, in that marrow there.”
frenetic
motley
horses I’d ridden into this dawn
Hail Mary
felled
billowed
cumulative
acrid
privy
canary in the mine
New Road Allowance.
decimated
leeched
wake
perpetuity.
imperative
planes
relegate
mockery.
tromped
mincing
frantic.
perimeter
maddening
prowl.
decoy?
throaty
dissenting
jigging.
Apocalyptic
bravado,
dismantling,
disdain.
nishin.”
striated
gait,
Poisoning your own drinking water, changing the air so much the earth shook and melted and crumbled, harvesting a race for medicine.
“Do you think circumstances make people turn bad? Or that people make circumstances bad to begin with?”
Camus
“Not every Indian is an Indian.” We stayed there in silence
“No one should be sacrificed for anyone else.”
bilious