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riding with chestnut now hemotomins

Author: all the english boys
ASL Info:    15
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Words: 177
Class/Type: Poetry /Nostalgia
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riding with chestnut now hemotomins

the chemicals slide so easy down my throat
a backwards paranoia leaving us to the sky
takes me back to when i was a little girl
on a roach motel farm
where the sunrise kept you squinting until the afternoon
the wheat would sway with the acidic breeze
the corn would never grow past my knees
i used to hold hands with seth, as we swung down by the creek, now filled with waste from nearby industry
hemotomins explode like the dawn past my baby blue curtains
i have to get up, wake my little brother, and feed the chickens
seth moved away that november
and my little brother died of pnumonia that winter
and my horse, chestnut love, went crazy and i had to shoot her myself
remnants of my innocence shatter as the lifeless body falls to the floor
i leave her to the barn rats, and my brother's puppies
and then i jolt back to the street behind the furniture place
someone's tongue in my mouth
and dawn never seems like it will break

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