Cairns
The thirst to tell stories
To understand what came before
And how, stumbling
stupidly
with bloodshot and laughing eyes
we cobble together
little piles of rocks
which from afar
tower to a something other than Babel
Copyright © Cool Kid | Year Posted 2023
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