splashes of cloud splattered across the floor of the sky
dizzying forests and stripes of bony corn
electricity pylons for arching arabesques and mandatory trystsi climb into the world
and let the world live under me
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pink bath.
Poetrymother war, please let us be poor; selfish for love, and boyish for porn. [Poetry #43] [2015-16]
green tara.
splashes of cloud splattered across the floor of the sky
dizzying forests and stripes of bony corn
electricity pylons for arching arabesques and mandatory trystsi climb into the world
and let the world live under me