small poems & small plates
A spire saw the other daycouldn't make it realTwo donkeys, maybe threemaking grain into flourYour other braceletatop some bargain plankThat longing toward sunsetso familiar to us now
A spire saw the other day
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Two donkeys, maybe three
making grain into flour
Your other bracelet
atop some bargain plank
That longing toward sunset
so familiar to us now