We tore our misunderstanding
in two abrasive stories
...... flakes of sour air
kept our own half
just like Saint Martin
but the other way around
...... between us: the shredder
we just took our right with us
it was so much work to do it away
...... up to three pieces at a time
rather we armed ourselves
under the skin, the gloss
shone through it
...... do not touch me
Jul 9, 2025
Jul 9, 2025 at 3:31 AM UTC
We tore our misunderstanding
in two abrasive stories
...... flakes of sour air
kept our own half
just like Saint Martin
but the other way around
...... between us: the shredder
we just took our right with us
it was so much work to do it away
...... up to three pieces at a time
rather we armed ourselves
under the skin, the gloss
shone through it
...... do not touch me
Collection "Moons"
