Barefoot Hope
Monday, December 23, 2019
my crooked neck
Sept 3
somewhere in
the dialect
i stopped listening
somewhere in the disarray
my crooked neck
kept me looking down
pressed against
any straight line
til all my strength and energy
was pushed and put
into standing tall
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