my skin doesn't feel so bad
offering an oblation that i had
cigarette to a man,sheets of newspaper
bed for a night,mamak for ambience.
perspective is evitcepsrep
what's mine could be theirs
and what's their could be mine.
blessings untold and unfold
only when the scissors hit the cloth
and the tapestry of the veil begins to unroll.
Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 2:17 PM UTC
my skin doesn't feel so bad
offering an oblation that i had
cigarette to a man,sheets of newspaper
bed for a night,mamak for ambience.
perspective is evitcepsrep
what's mine could be theirs
and what's their could be mine.
blessings untold and unfold
only when the scissors hit the cloth
and the tapestry of the veil begins to unroll.
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