Found Poetry 253
3/31/20
sensual roads forever twist hands and feet land in skin we touch to test the mirage vibrating like the ceiling blades or the window that rattles when the train nears whispering then whistling loudly as the steam explodes
This poem was created from Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman. Click here to get Leaves of Grass.
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