We are that which hashes
her
That which expends her swirling muscled tones
That which chisel at
this four-by-four;
her cedar
a vessel desecrated.
We are terse,
we are pixels projecting this
dance—
Her steady plateau
Her watery eyes
Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 9:51 PM UTC
We are that which hashes
her
That which expends her swirling muscled tones
That which chisel at
this four-by-four;
her cedar
a vessel desecrated.
We are terse,
we are pixels projecting this
dance—
Her steady plateau
Her watery eyes
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