Preoccupation

Jun 5, 2022
1 min read

Daddy long legs, press

on ahead now. Skip.

Made of sheets, rice ones

with free, spitfire wings.

Here comes light, roaring with young rocks, all clumped. The Earth awakes now. Jagged and knotted. Life opens. Kisses. The worth of days trill. Your spindly scuttles enhance a mountain.

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