I am dragging your small body
you are like semiconscious
in a place just below the sidewalk
and above what is actually below the sidewalk
the white of our eyes are the only light
and bugs fly into them
I touch your skin and feel your ribs
and we peer through a storm drain
and you scream 'gutter gutter gutter'
at the not-listening feet.
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