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if the egg came first then so did i, reeling with that thick film of arithmetic that will whisper your body is holy from the things leftover; sentences souring against the beating that thugs could bring lost loves praying in an unlit temple for a few brighter places to kneel than this glorious hole the … Continue reading
like a cow turned red i must become a personal brand fat with the future slaughter to the masses who deserve entertainment and sustenance look my soul moves like grass in the wind before it is chomped and consumed * Hi all. I post poems with images I’ve drawn here. It’s an Instagram account, … Continue reading
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