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Truthfully, I knew HPU or High Pac U Either way, I flew
G. Pearson
When hands were steady Constitutions we’re drafted. Then…so we’re young men.
Stinging ears, full rage. Note to self: stay on your page. But angels, displaced.
You know what I crave? The blood to wash off my tears. To win completely.
Out of my comfort zone. Sound of gongs and cussing too. To sell or be sold.
worse than betrayal. I disagreed with your choice. forgetting my place.
you left me in space. cut off air and flew back home. phoned, “mission complete.”
flow and resistance. river if my throat chokes me. sunset dries me off.
No I’m not done yet Your silence keeps me busy A life to go live
If you’re touched, give up. Straight from the skeletons mouth Buried in the sand.