fear winding upward it
speaks of gusted nests.
a tap tap tap-
at one window
the timeless
tick vex stick
chicken skinteeth
curling up your spine
the glass hilt of another
ice cold slap
or heat-ironed patch
to soothe the eye
Glowing Friend-
I worship.
My new religion screen
keep it in a
knot running
stitch by stitch
bound up
scrapbook
tell the need of longing
Jan 3, 2024
Jan 3, 2024 at 7:34 AM UTC
fear winding upward it
speaks of gusted nests.
a tap tap tap-
at one window
the timeless
tick vex stick
chicken skinteeth
curling up your spine
the glass hilt of another
ice cold slap
or heat-ironed patch
to soothe the eye
Glowing Friend-
I worship.
My new religion screen
keep it in a
knot running
stitch by stitch
bound up
scrapbook
tell the need of longing
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