is sitting next to some trees
after working for
a bizzare length of time
with the help of ice.
hardness is an absolute limit.
which is why the hush
as i smother my want
to move toward you simply
for a moment of comfort
is also absolute.
grass is always dying,
i've only lived in one place
and the grass dies constantly
but my brain made a video of
time lapsing
and my eyes are useless against it.
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