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nemestfin
Big thick finger running through the wood box Medicine cabinet all compartmentalized Afterward, they keep lead toy cars inside of it that I put in my mouth brain melted because even a little bit of lead goes too long away and gives you PA, poisoning
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Feb 23
Feb 23, 2026 at 9:14 PM UTC
Lead cars
Now we live in the crevices of the mountain groin instead of in shiny cities This low on the ground wind is loud high-rise steel beam wind making it hard to stay stasis
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Feb 23
Feb 23, 2026 at 9:00 PM UTC
Valleyed
White car in the white snow white steed white sow Still standing in the hard cold no place near here to go Big field where the trains go parking lots and rubber toes Rest assured as if to know, that From country to city which built itself inside working hard to remind From peoples to noone, that's how to address them, the people to themselves Small sleepers out under the overpass
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Feb 23
Feb 23, 2026 at 5:43 PM UTC
Careening L car
It feels like the last time- so it might as well be. what is, once was, and never might be I've felt this before About mundane things about mute life I'm the keeper of the public score The last time i'd seen him I'd left The last time i'd see him bereft
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Feb 23
Feb 23, 2026 at 5:37 PM UTC
It feels like the last time- so it might as well be
There he is! to say goodbye sad lament in his eyes There he stands a step below I don't love him he'll never know There he is he turns around I touch his head can't help myself Oh well Too late I love him now I'll have to wait
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Jan 30
Jan 30, 2026 at 2:53 PM UTC
Night Porches