Aug 2014
i sit here
now
with thoughts
in a line
stacked
i like them that way
refrain
an endless longing for your teeth on my wrists
so that you may get
it in
argon
all along
all gone
now
with thoughts
in a line
stacked
i like them that way
refrain
an endless longing for your teeth on my wrists
so that you may get
it in
argon
all along
all gone
(oakland, ca)
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