PJC

 
I awoke at about 5
with dreams of 3 and 4
little lone man
watching big man
walking away
swinging away
                    away
all his heart and anger
his pain and pride
spun
a twisted tornado
so we lived in his wreckage
and even the destroyed ones
can smile for awhile
forgetting to bleed
 
 

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