Lament | Jenny Middleton

Paved, tarred streets smother us Dreaming.. stilled. Beneath, if you listen, Grass echoes its longing and ancient verges, glades and meadows sweet ache In our fox soul of red souls As we tread wearily, Ceaselessly towards a confinement of city. an astronaut I heard lamenting from the station cries knowing amid our gains loss lays …

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