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The Hills
Cresent moon consorts Met on a hillside, dew-soaked and overgrown Seducing the sun from sleep. Before infomercials succumbed to scheduled shows You were my cartoons and cereal. Sugary, sitting so close to your screen. Our skin blowing steam, Fattening the fog until it fell from the sky. Delicious and dark the dawn Anticipating light The day stretched and yawned, Bluebirds cleared their throats, Street-cats rubbing eyes, I held you as you cried. While responsible citizens were stuck in traffic You were a full tank of gas and an open road Dreamy, with your pedal pushed to your floor. Barren and yellow became our hills The sun never stops shining. Not a shadow exists to take solace in sipping each heaven-sent breeze. Directionless pursuits no stars to find my way by Lost like the moon in the blinding blue heavens Sunburnt flesh died on a hillside, windswept and thirsty. Begging the sun to sleep.
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