Flat Alley
forget
the screams
as you are there
with the open
palm of your
hand
on the ground
frightened
with broken
white birds
and no honor
heavens closer
now
desert far
ride the red
horse into
the mountain
with its snowy
white caverns
and its silence
breathe
this beautiful
equation
sleep
as they weep
move
in pixels
of purples
and blues
know
the truth
you are not alone
count
colors
and sound
wait for the sirens
eyes
heavy
with love
now
the bullet
morphs
into bone
another mother gone
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