Thursday, December 17, 2015


ash contraption ,blut m
ailbox full of sh reds
you mighta wrote wh
at nos tril trailed
across a mirror it's
empty cumulus emp
ty swer ved a round
ah va cant hole
rice crawling up the
walls what b urns w
hat g rinds what dis
ables all the envelopes


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