there's something
[trapped]
bet- -ween
the net of my vocal chords
like ~fish in the sea. i
p-u--l---l them kcab, that tide
of feeling and force a different
iambic triameter past poetry-
kissed lips -
"how are you?"
written in the stars
- juniper
- Venusian. Diamond's child. Birthed on the first morning star. Loves only the one who is on Mars, Topaz's proud&stubborn son, birthed on the twenty-third starset.
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warm eddy into spring
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thank you so much.
ReplyDeletei just hope there's enough particles of water for my words to grow, just have to hope that i won't come across a verbal drought, anytime soon.