Red cloth I lie on the ground otherwise nothing could hold
I put my hand on the ground the membrane is gone and nothing does hold
your place in the ground is all of it and it is breathing
Sara Peters, Red Cloth
Red cloth
I lie on the ground
otherwise nothing could hold
I put my hand on the ground
the membrane is gone
and nothing does hold
your place in the ground
is all of it
and it is breathing
- JEAN VALENTINE