We are sun-sick
Photo courtesy of Flickr Creative Commons and Kevin Dooley
Rain weary,
Dried up drowning.
Our Hearts
Filled to the brim
Empty.
Sweat stained dirt
Crushed under trowel
Of our laziness.
We are broken-healed
Pieces in a whole
Torn up cosmos.
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