Past The Clouds

I hate women because they always know where things are.

— Voltaire

 

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past the clouds
the night will come
cold near the water 

like a quiet dream in the grave

I taste of bitter leeches
all gold beneath their hide

I keep going
scared hungry

trying to read the roads

on my old map

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 Peter Bies © 2010

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