Haven't seen him smile right in
Quite the while but I know
He's a smart boy, so he must know
How to escape his little slump.
Peter does not know
The true size of his slump.
Only that She's got
A soft, pooling belly under
Plumes of purple smoke
Floating over her wax *******
Perfect for forgetting.
He's trying to breathe through cold drizzle
Photosynthesize through linen tarp
I say he chooses not to leave the rain
And he nods.
Apr 26, 2021
Apr 26, 2021 at 12:26 AM UTC
Haven't seen him smile right in
Quite the while but I know
He's a smart boy, so he must know
How to escape his little slump.
Peter does not know
The true size of his slump.
Only that She's got
A soft, pooling belly under
Plumes of purple smoke
Floating over her wax *******
Perfect for forgetting.
He's trying to breathe through cold drizzle
Photosynthesize through linen tarp
I say he chooses not to leave the rain
And he nods.
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