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Sep 2018
the woolen steel of fresh snow
crunching between chickadee tweets  
in the crisp air; where a thousand submarines
sank into the supremacy of being swallowed whole
like a vast morsel of madness. stars unhinged
from the sky  like a broken void
for a toy.

to dismay with.
Third Eye Candy
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Third Eye Candy  M/USA
(M/USA)   
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