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Great Granite City
We don't exactly have God. We just sit and try to stay awake.
Tuesday, July 11, 2017
Star Charts
A mute inventory.
Dots eternally thrown onto dark blue;
the scorpion chasing Orion
away
from the din of your drunk voice,
so unpredictable, so uncanny.
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