Children adore outer space—
so much of it is left.
The brown and white spaniel bit.
Rob’s mom said I deserved it.
Thoughts through an empty head:
summer on a bike,
round, round, to the right—
reeling, through the universe.
Children adore outer space—
so much of it is left.
The brown and white spaniel bit.
Rob’s mom said I deserved it.
Thoughts through an empty head:
summer on a bike,
round, round, to the right—
reeling, through the universe.
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