Today Poem by Dylan KD.

Today



Supposing, on a range
the gist of swarming gusts
enslaved a single, morbid cuff.
And these stars
are arranged
in such a way that
it makes you forget.
In the east with broken highways,
caverns dose impatiently like
a riddled, simple minister with
sinister crumbling minerals.

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