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at the sight of you moons are dull grey spotlights flat, dimensionless, and known. which could make us akin if i let the end begin. but i drag it out and twist it tight all strapped in place i dig a tunnel in my soft spot. stretch the truth until it breaks its back. bones of sugar clumped together like lonely hydrogen in a coronal marsh. i thought i could tame it. i see silver and black wind builders and watchmen. your world famous carousel hugs turn to languorous shrugs but they both make me dizzy. a gaze eclipsed for the moment you're less a mind, more a slogan. when his eye meets yours it leaves behind sunspots.
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Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 2:28 PM UTC
thinking of mush on the dark side of the sun
at the sight of you moons are dull grey spotlights flat, dimensionless, and known. which could make us akin if i let the end begin. but i drag it out and twist it tight all strapped in place i dig a tunnel in my soft spot. stretch the truth until it breaks its back. bones of sugar clumped together like lonely hydrogen in a coronal marsh. i thought i could tame it. i see silver and black wind builders and watchmen. your world famous carousel hugs turn to languorous shrugs but they both make me dizzy. a gaze eclipsed for the moment you're less a mind, more a slogan. when his eye meets yours it leaves behind sunspots.
david-jm
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Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 2:28 PM UTC
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