NOV15

theslangingdeathslipswide into  space. cavorting free,slammed true. bastard emotions taking strides, 

vanilla sheen. 

the sweetest goodbye. 

 

my only relief // hair-blown leaf piles // with all hands on deck // ships to sea. breathing salt. forcing free.

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