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She is such a.....

**** for black pepper
with her amateur
Symbolic ***** ****
...............
I bought it

Watch as they bounce me
Across the
Family's hot topic list
I live for big business

Now inching  
toward industry
with such relief
Let's keep
Moving
Jeeeeeeezzzz

What the hell
Is any of us even
doing here?


How weird
I can hear
some kinda cheering
From the atmosphere

Or is it an orchestra?!

I love it even  more
Than the day before
.....

just for the allure
Okay, say when..
The Gods like to
pepper in
a bit of horror
to make a story

More interesting..
Flipping through the poetry notebook found some strange ones
So might as well post em for the public before the paper gets lost in transit.
Unpolished Ink Nov 2023
If my sky should fall
as one day I know it will
let mosses stitch my winding sheet
wrap me in a willow shroud
shot through with camomile
bury me in starlight,
six hands deep beneath the trees
for I always was romantic
then let me rest and take my ease
nevaeh Dec 2020
(okay so i understand if you cant source these things naturally but its much better if you do)

so my go-to tea base is a blend of rose hips, allspice, and chicory for general good vibes

and for nice winter-y vibes this solstice you can add cinnamon sticks, clove, and dried orange peels for added comfort and prosperity in the new year
BONUS: add a teeny tiny bit of arrowroot for ultra good vibes and a sweeter flavor :)
if u add too much it will thicken and turn super gross so be VERY careful babes <3
Unpolished Ink Aug 2020
Old men remember
The taste of a long lost love
Bitter herbs turned sweet
Kenshō May 2019
I had told no one
Where that speaking plant was;
For, it bent where no eyes could look
And where the woods became a mirage.

It led to where Daphne took,
And where the butterfly seed would ride.
Sent from a moonlit breeze
near the noxious smell of the tide.

It grew in marsh where all rested still, separate from time;
Where, the digits of the woods can grab you
and the Green Lord wears a Henbane Crown.
So watch where you step when you are among my kind.
Lyndsey May 2019
Flint cracks and flame errupts.
Crisp green turns to charred black.
Each inhale
pulls clouded plumes into my lungs.
The taste rolls along my tongue.
In fragrant wisps
my anxiety melts.
Burning bad days,
caressing the pain away.
Glazed and glossy eyes
see the silver lining through the haze.
C H A T A N T Apr 2019
It is you who I blindly follow    

For every kiss, we have made,  

Tastes like blood and mint

With the bitter decay of a lotus heart,

Just as spoiled as a cup of  

Pu-erh.
how do i title things
Mia Kuhnle Dec 2018
Our affections are resinous
By the grindstone, made
Confections.

Our patience tasteful impressions
By words, sweet turpeny made
Ever-growing since.

Our laughter like camphor
Sowed by thyme, made
Love, after.

Your love is unwashed
Grown and ground, made to steep
Cherry beans, grown in their burgundy glove.
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