arrive
like a ghost
while i was the host
your presence speaks
of no guarantee
speak
let me know
you want me be known
i think my ilk's
not the same as thee
reach out
together
the way to get her
you're not a guest
guess you should just flee
i knew
you're the one
who's waited by none
i knew it was
faux necromancy
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To Go Fly A Kite
PoetrySet forth in a lie-low setting, To Go Fly A Kite is a mischievous compendium of poems and prose tackling explorations on what it's like to tightrope between going all out and giving it all in.
