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Not For Sale, Already Souled I never did mind so much the distance that grew between ..

Don’t Worry, I Got This I want to be a circle made of dice or a pyramid or maybe th..

I’m Still Here Something about the fragrance of your loneliness and the way your p..

Word of Skin The red eyed mouse made a ticking noise as it left its mark within the sno..

Flittering Wick Idiotropic I love that word It reminds me of a muttonhead somewhere in a jungle ..

Stroke Amid Knight Jitter of eye and nose be twitch, staring glaringly up at a sky, scared pitch whi..

Stairway To Heave On The rolling stones, wobble down the cobbly road In front of the dude tripping outside..

Your Becoming Under the tocks of clock and goats they germinate, pieces of sound thirsty for a bath ..

Never Unless It was only with a shard of my plastic heart that I was able to slice into the foggy breath ..

Holey Dam She drips from run and tread of stare a decorous chemical, full ..