Tuesday, August 1, 2023

Sneezing the only outlet for emotion

I'm gonna leave here walking

I don’t know much about how I began

just like the start of something else

empty except for godliness

salvate also means tamed

I been dancin on my own 

shuffle rolling in the middle of myself

in median virtue awaiting titles

making the best of days

I am born of iron chance

composing sonic obligations

fingering 2018's absence conker

making time out of my ginger beard




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