Lay the Tarp

Nighty-night, Broken Heart—

sleep well under those tarps,

spread under yourself

In a room—I cave into roads I’ll never take, after

places I’ll never see, advanced to a time I’ll never know,

not from where I am,

In the shade I isolated under tarps. Just for us.

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