how bright and shining
the world seems
when in all its glory
far from home
off in space
a distant place, no one
really seems
to know
about.
"Don't leave me alone
in the twilight"
when the rains hit from both sides
where the clouds move the tides
you can't bring
a sick man to the vet
you can't bring
a wounded wolf to the gyno
Because if it's all just beer
and if tin cans
are a better measure of time
than needle pointing or
naming grandkids
whose to say what's rain
and
what's not
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