poems

bathe me in thy wisdom, clip my wingsand cradle me kindly, cold winter at my face,take me in thy kingdom, grip my kinksand brazenly timely, mold winter at my gaze the stratified iris on an undulating riverside,a man spoke to me of how a river flowshow the surface of the water glowsand how the pain

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0614 AM. slippery corners. i ate the bread and danced for a bit, not because i was dying, but because i was not hungry anymore. dreamscapes are hereditary. instances of me messing up are killing my mind. i am turbulent and i am a repeater. hunger will circle my mind’s corners with nowhere to hold

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crash my ache-strewn mind across your velvet face, oh sunny-day-lizard; attempt to bind it in your soul and find the string attached to my spine. let it lead you towards a forest of trees that sprouted the second i was born. i was full once, but my appetite has since left me. clawing through corridors

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