u.s. 127 north

i said the sky was bizarre
endlessly strange—the only thing
we look at all together

and also this—heaven isn’t
really like that
is it?

clouds and stars grey curtains full of snow

after the whole gauntlet i mean
it would be so cruel
for it to have been
there all along, you know

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