the sky is melting tonight
blanketing the earth in motherly love..
the skeletons of the trees turn from grey to green
as their skin folds like small talk
rock, sand, silt, and soot clog up the drains
choking on the past
sinking like a stone
the sky is yawning and so still
makes me want to pull up anchor
and head out to sea..
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