I Never Wanted to End Up a Townie

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I don’t get out much these days,
though the days are longer.

Throngs of wilted passion
amass on the horizon,
one sunset away from decay.

They say that if you still your breathing
you can hear the heaving of the hills.

Some of us crave more thrills,
so we spill our brains on brutal pages,
staging more ornate displays of truth.

And then the tooth of the matter
sinks in…

-r. miller

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