Untitled No. 4 (Swamp)

As the room starts spinning,
you touch my arm and smile,
God comes down from heaven
to shake my hand.
I say, "I think I've heard this song before,"
in a restaurant at ten years old.
The winter had killed all the freeway plants.



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Writer(s): Chloe Frances
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