Boundless TranquilityA Poem by Austin Hennings
I wonder
Why my leg becomes numb when you're laying on me The red river flows through my fingers Ice pours through my eyes How can I feel something So impossibly untouchable Boundless tranquilities Shake the bugs out of your hair Come with me This playground has no swings Like a gas tank on E Like a crosswalk on the city streets Counting down from ten The cracks in the bricks Have not a care in the world Till I wake up again
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AuthorAustin HenningsHuntington Station, NYAboutWriter, musician, artist from Long Island, New York. Read if you choose too. more..Writing
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