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Bussokusekika Raindrops from sky blue whispers, Evaporation, Souls drift backward to heaven To fall, fall harder again. T..

Tanka feed me solutions! I will starve like a stray cat, sprawled out and drawn up on your pretty welcome mat. empty! all empt..

Choka when laughter turns cold, my drumbeat becomes rampant. when beauty goes dark, my stars fall like wounded birds. the dead nev..

∃m∅ti∅n∀l m∀th me + youx hell = Truth as jack is to a*s ÷ 2 = lonelyand lonely x ∞ = what-the-f**k-..

slip I’m somewhat sorry. I tigered when I should have lambed. those teeth marks on your soul’s shoulder we..

I music scripture shaped schools of dartlike swimmy words/ tiny black and white fish peck the massive brain reef with puckered kissy lips o..

my lager eyes marvel your silvery goosage with feathered intentions of maroon honey burn. stab wiggly warmth with stalactite ..

I prove I'm alive by playing deadbutnobody notices either

no egress from this blackwater moment the ends is here the end is fear a mountainous hole yawns where an ocean of faith onc..

my onyx howl settles upon her feathery heliotrope soul and soars moonward onsplatter-painted shoots ofwild flower laughter. ..