canine dystasiaA Poem by winter;lyra
strange cubs
in earth grown hundred stone strong in curse kindred in silence howling this evil incursion that instills fear, stillborn real bones, neither globe domes but drone lights flail the pipes underneath with the feeds it is mine, alpine fantasia canine dystasia © 2022 winter;lyra |
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Added on October 12, 2022 Last Updated on October 12, 2022 Author
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