The Negative
I don’t know if it’s the dark cloud
Back again
In a fit of silent fury
Happening
From practice
Love not
Must fuck the bastard
Painted in me.
The negative
Of my person.
Silence.
Still
Oye, musing without textonomies.
A Certain Tip
About Me
- Luna & Gaelle
- New York, New York, United States
- Wine turns me over, but a text makes love.
Musing:
Poetry is words making love to each other.
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