[ sand eater ]A Poem by winter;lyra
sand eater
your grog lips grow like the soles of your feet wasted in grave apathy done the dunes sultan of your nothing dome the utterance engraved in your turban megalomaniac flog your back into crisp memory until restored your countenance © 2024 winter;lyra |
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Added on December 21, 2024 Last Updated on December 21, 2024 Author
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