urban
- Robert Stastny
- Feb 6, 2016
- 1 min read
have the dark crevices
swallowed you up whole
in their fold or
have you too forgotten
the discomfort of wet
fabric pressed up against
stone and absence, leave your chains
they are wet paper
walk away, through knee-deep
agony and feel the warmth
when have you last felt this wonderfully _______
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