"It's about words, and words are all I have…"


off with her head

my hands don’t look like my hands anymore

they are wrinkled  +carbuncle   but not much

of me really does  face mild resemblance  skin

none  canada is cold   barren as  an old aunt

skin sprackled  +crepey   i look to the horizon

in search   of more   sailors





Winter Solstice  ..light shmight..

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