Lament

I admire 6 in the morning
The smell of clean cold air
Sunrises are the embodiment of life- it's why i'm afraid to sleep
Sitting on roofs -Dreaming of Japan, Canada and Russia
Grey skies, the liveliness of the dirt while humanity wallow in their graves
Dreaming of the 60s, 70s and 80s
Feeling the touch of human hands and lips through my mind
Theres a loveliness in the departure from the universe -of residing in a dirt cot.
However, I'm breathing contradictory.
Human hands control my thoughts; they're so ripe the apple trees are envious- so envious at 6.05 that I lament.

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