Feb 2, 2011
I walk the land
I lived off dust & tumbleweeds
dressed in a denim suit
bothered the gents
pulled up their towns by the roots
sensation
The fish feast on
the bodies of
the dead down in the sea
while I walk the land permanently
vibration
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