Bootstrap 173

9/19/22

I belong to her
in the soft hours
it has zero muscle
wears the same face as me
with hard creases and smudges
at the overlook
at the top of silence
on broken steps
thirty years ago
we were children
the sudden red rip
the blankets of lichen cling
on broken steps

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