bright lights
show me a sign
deep-space character author
Aquarius lost her way and now she's buried in thought
thumbing through her paperback novellas and smoking
winston-salem epitaph forever engrossed
trace-paper stenciling moments i can no longer recall
windbreak surface tension in oceans, glide
easily onwards, alpha-wolf smell blood in our clothes
canine carve diamonds from bone, for what its worth, take me home
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Zack Wicks for president
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