to lucha, with love
energy fading
soon to lay back
and drift
and float
face up
on the ocean of silence
now
filling the house
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sweetleaf
09.19.08 / 11pm
my molecular fade
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i’m a fly in the blouse of god. i’m a flake of fishscale in the house of nod. i’m a deep sleeping sprout that she snuck in the soil just before the weedkiller saturated the sod.
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