My heart pulses like a womb
mind races like a detective
mouth is full of seeds
and leftovers
A cardinal in a tree like a flag
I'm in tears nearby fleeing
the hardscrabble of lies
and kisses
What if the compass is my face
slowing the world with sighs
say flowers are our saints
fierce, fearsome.
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Nu was cleaning out At's car (it cost him 5$$$), and I was keeping her company, walking the driveway with music and marveling at how green everything looks. At then went to see Chapo Trap House up in Traverse City with his friends.
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mind races like a detective
mouth is full of seeds
and leftovers
A cardinal in a tree like a flag
I'm in tears nearby fleeing
the hardscrabble of lies
and kisses
What if the compass is my face
slowing the world with sighs
say flowers are our saints
fierce, fearsome.
------
Nu was cleaning out At's car (it cost him 5$$$), and I was keeping her company, walking the driveway with music and marveling at how green everything looks. At then went to see Chapo Trap House up in Traverse City with his friends.
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