Roadkill
No one knows the coyote that bleeds in me.
No one knows my heart is an open road
No one knows the sound I softly whine
But I do. I do.
I will wake today and carry my body
I will wake today and carry my bones
I will tread until I reach the highway
Coyote,
Bleed
Bleed
Bleed.
Copyright © jesse ambers | Year Posted 2024
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