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*Bergamot morning
the astronauts are sleeping
and she dreams like a mannequin
ceiling stars abound
like hummingbirds in celestial flight
about the nectar of
young bodies, young machines
we drew a map together
from burst to bloom
from fever to neckline
from scale to mirror
pretty scar, a thing of awe
when the curious girl
realized she was under glass
raining in time lapse
she traversed me ad rem
with might and main
I didn't have the heart
to wake us from
her brainchild's motif*
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Jun 8, 2023
Jun 8, 2023 at 2:07 PM UTC
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*Bergamot morning
the astronauts are sleeping
and she dreams like a mannequin
ceiling stars abound
like hummingbirds in celestial flight
about the nectar of
young bodies, young machines
we drew a map together
from burst to bloom
from fever to neckline
from scale to mirror
pretty scar, a thing of awe
when the curious girl
realized she was under glass
raining in time lapse
she traversed me ad rem
with might and main
I didn't have the heart
to wake us from
her brainchild's motif*
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