Impossible. (Poetry)

You sound like all the horses running across the moon at the break of day.

Like thousands of starving babies in the bronx saying they’ve had all they could eat.

Like You could convince me that Owls don’t get enough

sleep.

You sound like you kicked the ball and missed my chest and would like a do over. 

– Hrsh Reyalitee

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