At Crystal Time
My cold lattice
Demands more space.
My claws of sharp water dig to free
My Friend the earth
From your black tar.
I have found her!
Seven
inches
down.
Lovely
In her open truth.
(Sorry about your tyre) .
Mar 2
Mar 2, 2026 at 2:01 AM UTC
At Crystal Time
My cold lattice
Demands more space.
My claws of sharp water dig to free
My Friend the earth
From your black tar.
I have found her!
Seven
inches
down.
Lovely
In her open truth.
(Sorry about your tyre) .
