Every


It clasps around your neck as if would never fall.
You clapped it down, across the broken gulch, smearing
dreams and love nakedly on the bonzai tree.
Bitter rain touches every inch he longed for.
Heaven showered across the broken dirty window,
As everything he imagined shuttered in one glance.
Teased away and tossed aside
a rugged, now ragged man collapsed.
Walk as you forget everything
Everyone
Every place
He ever was.

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