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Flying Beneath Construction

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Flying Beneath Construction

Daytime is something that reverberates
Against my chest as I witness you birdlime
Tracheotomy and forgive my absolute
Birth inside yourself

I am beneath, at times forgetful
But always remembering of your time
That spread wide against the learning
The garden speaking against the

Worn out back road semblances or
Forgotten roadside vision
Singing all our reality
Beneath our statue

Before we bled throughout
The ending tide of shift
We all became who we were
And forgot the literary shift

The tide went out to sea.