tis last prior i call sis ma can go join

horse you have everything i want
even the socks i'll take as i walk barefoot in the grass of my yard always around me
can i ever peel that to a refreshed breath

i brush my hair to a smoothness
that moves as the birds which are on your side of the street
but i still have the tangles of mercury i try to comb with thistle
and seething ferments a litle musically

a man is seen behind you
do i think of husband i can't be with
as i have miscarriage through me beyond uterus
yet this aiding one has a stroller
to what vestige of liver rather than held as on you
with knees activated too as in an entreaty

believe right green grounding dandelion or dandy
one's not only strong what squeezes me doesn't have cornering
if to enclosure of view still to closure

flue selfcontrol versus everything
exemplified through unfollowable