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Brain Curl by Brady M-W Your Green Leather Couch by Jesse Davis A list of fairytales from a babylonian city by Ramsay Untitled Nellie Pagan Since Hannah Moved Away by Martin Affection by Christina Raye submit a poem for next month's edition go to current edition |
A list of fairytales from a babylonian city by Ramsay The destination,as an iceberg would,flows through my veins like the very juices youve secreted in me in the last few years.Hoping we can get higher,i took the leap and found myself gasping for air at the bottom of your medical substances.Well,my dear,you have such an angelic voice.I think to myself: "Holding my head under water is one of the least things i wanna do at the moment." but then i think: "It's still A THING" and i wonder if ill ever have an urge such as this one for the smell of the herbs again...Sad,little,poetic,empathetic,capricorn,Jesus man! Well at my final,restless attempt at indifference,i realize all i need is some good sleep and maybe a statue or two in my head, of this relativley pure city of babylon. |
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