heaven is cursed
with the worst kind of exhaustion
crawling forward
at an unbearable pace
we milk the moment
turning to face
our faceless needs
and the out-of-focus snow
-r. miller
heaven is cursed
with the worst kind of exhaustion
crawling forward
at an unbearable pace
we milk the moment
turning to face
our faceless needs
and the out-of-focus snow
-r. miller