your body is appalachia
i climb at your foothills
tugging at the dress of your
spring like a child, dreaming
of touching your summer
just like you, i want to sleep
all america, just like you, i want
to dream transatlantic, if i make
it by fall, or if not then, by winter
i will throw away my map
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