a project of skill-less and dead-author labor turned dead-text turned dead-reader, love
affair with space, some cloud to influx information without regard for human eyes. &poetry
Saturday, June 24, 2017
all of my fears, coming alive
it is instructive to analyze your heart
is still beating sexual relations is the usual
ceremonial remark never again. never again
wanting you near and seeking to grasp at my side
selfishness, meanness, theft, anger, witchcraft, and greed.
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