you are the girl on the
wing of a barnstormer

the tidal rabbit who came
of age before her time

i recall the sunshine
as you were melting

i am through with riddles
i know i'm little just help
me keep warm inside

slide into the cracks
where fall and winter

no icicles stuck in my
hide/in a song of modern
one who summoned me
above any other kind

garden grow | gluttons fill | comedy softens, fall
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(by the shins: listened , read , chopped , pasted)