it’s boundless dreams
in the untrained

earthy canvas

can’t dream when we don’t sleep
and capsules pushed only
leave my eyes wide
like i sleep,

it’s the bone-deep soak
we need to rinse
these hands,

to wash the crowns from
twisted kings,

we’ve been drifting
for too long

to drink the relief a
dark horizon

Grumpy Gorman

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