Wednesday, August 30, 2017

Called In

It's hard to feel Texas
from here, vastly sinking
under endless rain, when you've
got your own shit going on
and have to employ all of your
resources to get through. It's relative
I guess, unless you're there where it's
absolute, like these young men
striving for another day clean
and to avoid sudden death,
while the roommate's dog
seems to have found it, and
the single male hummingbird
has moved on too.

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