Of tomorrow,

April 15, 2011
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We are the spaces
between the grass
blade where light
trickles through

Little rivers
big dreamers

Paddle down streams
carved with false

Of tomorrow
for the rain.

But that just makes
the water roar.
Lap around our collar

Bones are
soggy now.

These spaces
just drown you.

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