Casualties ~ Poetry

Darkness melted into my pain

One eye open to the sun

And my back to the moon

The earth whispers a calm

Graze memory

Casualties roam freely in wounded pastures

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Seeds grow thick

And heavy

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Till tears grew branches

And wrapped themselves

Into open wounds

And breathing

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Became difficult

UPDATED 5/23/2023
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Intubation (Re-Titled)

R.I.P George Floyd 5/25/2020 ❤