like dharma. like thrown lead.ransomed .like a hostess with a gun to her head stone. carving metal casting dry mouth hair ropeand as you. shrank
backwards into the sea.to taste the salt that i become. head around bone thumb entire histories of shoetiers into the innocent briars.like the hairs- scrubmust mosslust.under your fingers.each breath shoveled on
like.every single unregulated prayerdamaging us all. though i stabbed
away greedily- verily, we could come back home, waiting for the
crash
that never comes.thrushly.tearing awaythe sick branches . tumbling down the
stairs unrequited
and
convulsing.
if i'm the most interesting thing, than we have a problem.
Feb 17, 2016
Feb 17, 2016 at 5:13 PM UTC
like dharma. like thrown lead.ransomed .like a hostess with a gun to her head stone. carving metal casting dry mouth hair ropeand as you. shrank
backwards into the sea.to taste the salt that i become. head around bone thumb entire histories of shoetiers into the innocent briars.like the hairs- scrubmust mosslust.under your fingers.each breath shoveled on
like.every single unregulated prayerdamaging us all. though i stabbed
away greedily- verily, we could come back home, waiting for the
crash
that never comes.thrushly.tearing awaythe sick branches . tumbling down the
stairs unrequited
and
convulsing.
if i'm the most interesting thing, than we have a problem.
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