June 8th, Saturday
Maybe a cremee
Maybe some gusts of wind and
Together we bike
Trying to enjoy
A moment of earth and wind
Disrupted by bugs
June 8th, Saturday
Maybe a cremee
Maybe some gusts of wind and
Together we bike
Trying to enjoy
A moment of earth and wind
Disrupted by bugs
Hello.
Are you awake?
Now, are you sure?
Completely
sure?
Every day we breathe
inhale
are they short gasps that come and go before you can manage to say that it is
okay?
because it is okay
I hope I've told you this. I know I've told you this. I know I'm sappy and being too sugary can make us sick, but it's Thanksgiving, 2024, and our first one to say the least.
they dream of white christmases
white as the bleeding hearts drooping by the summer window
stolen from their vine as a child’s breeze tumbles by
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