QED

poesy

Vigilante County

Broken into this place of a thousand hopes,

void creates the established voice

once read and unbroken, papyrus still

wet.

Here, you will remember those rocks

unheard watching the borderlands where

dreams walk under and wade through

paper money, laws biting into flesh until

new leaves sprout from the desert brush.

 

 

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