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the plains (06/12/2022)

we might not ever know just how long the sky is 

take a walk 
and see how long the shadows cast 
'long this pitted earth 
loam buried neath the falling brass 
sediments, testaments, to the manufactured time
we wait.
the shifting tumbling, ferrid sands
cover greener pastures, laying dormant
and flags decay upon these lands

rdr art imitates life and the wind howls longlowclear

◄ night physics III (1/31/22)

0416 (06/12/2022) ►


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