There's a hole in the tree
outside
cross the street
from my sister's house
...
Give me all your tears
gypsy
in a gilded chalice
your tears
...
perhaps I am but a weed
sprouting thru the cracks of this asphalt,
...
my child, my child, i am so afraid
my child, my child, please forgive me
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you with the sky in your eyes
and yellow hair to caress
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The woman in the green coat
the kind of green pea coat i automatically
...
What remedy, I ask to no one in particular,
is there for discontent?
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