Tonight

The sun will lay down

on the earth

and

evening

will pull the covers

over

its head

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Tender

Wishing

I were

A

Rock

I find

Instead

that

I’m a

Peach

I Am Having Heart Trouble

watching it fade

I’m so afraid

mute fears

flying years

my landscape

starts to

disappear

planned and made

built and fixed

it pulls apart

like Lego bricks

and

I am having heart trouble

I am having heart trouble