Ground feeders
3.16
I your redacted. [Simple] enough I smell the blood In my nose. Heart’s an I keep I keep Everything I ever thought about you. The terrible smile smiling. My Love. Who are you? In the river there stones that Shine and the smaller stones there. I threw one in and you [who are] Laughed. I think about your name. Its head to one side 2,000 miles from your parent’s home On the cherry farm in Michigan. You. A bridge Of dark cherries.

a bridge of dark cherries