gone and forgotten in poetry
- April 1, 2020, 6:56 p.m.
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how quickly
it’ll all roll back
the skies will clear
drilling wounds fill in
beachside villas wash away
the mars selfishly carved into her
will be pink shiny newness then
in no time at all vanished eternally
no one left to marvel at the miracle
no one left to do it again either
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