Wednesday, December 25, 2019

nothing dies in my dreams


Crossing the threshold of hemp.

surd · working on the ASTRAL
nothing up my SLEEVE

a record of a harrowing time
in this story i tend to mix my TENSES

the eerie
& the weird · diff'rent RESINS

incense haze · drifts · down on Jefferson
AVENUE

by his actions Graywyvern must put his faith
in plagues that LESSEN

Luxury tank.


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