Like phantoms sliding quickly through thick walls, beyond color and odor, everything, thy entire being hath disappeared where, pedal glove,… Read more Sake of the Sock (Abridged)
Category: Poetry
When Eyes Open too Soon
phantasmal dismal abysmal wonder plunder torn asunder break make take for the sake of the thump thump that bakes inside… Read more When Eyes Open too Soon
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