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An explainationIndulging myself Something misunderstood Barely read in the new daylight Foreign to you as the fineness of my fawn hair Which is mine alone But as deep as peeling an egg In it's lightness Fluttering between night and dawn A whole month of hibernation and nail growth and silence Pulled together by a sepia pretend African morning Day around the edges Shown a map of fluff and sparkles Missed the history of tufts endless elevator concerts Soggy orange cheeks Bird songs turned electric Natural curls All from a pretend red glass heart with sunshineAn explaination
by ~HoopooOctopuss
Surely youSurely you would if if we are what what what we should beSurely you
How I would love to hand you these pearls pull them from my eyes and deliver them into the palms that deserved them in the coldest part of the morning when the sun waddles its way up the hill side and the dew that sinks back to it's
slumber the whiteness of the fabric that gently brushes the window's brow lets in the shine of the giant old man fills the room makes it dusty and soft and warm inside
her lipstick makes me insecure because lipstick makes me
by ~HoopooOctopuss
The very last winterThe snow is the sand and it covers for miles and miles my nose and cheeks are all cold and raw from walking in this for an entire year searching for you my heart is the only oven I need it heats me quite well you seeThe very last winter
some of the days I sighed for fear it was in vain I stopped to pity myself many times many times I gave up falling asleep in the middle of the nowhere waking up in the middle of the nowhere seeing you in the distance and then up close it's a polar bear or a huge mass of dirty ice it's nothing you see
I saw in the distance another pol
by ~HoopooOctopuss
We are not happy every dayWe are not happy every day but sometimes sometimes we are not happy everyday Walking aro und all(spineless) and oh so wittily (snide) You know the path you walk the path ([the path that grows fur and gets darker the further in you go)] [pussy] (you walk the that path that's shaped as the figure eight) [you are a] (fools forest) the path of the !righteous man! self righteous path of the spineless path paved was the spinal column street paved with spinal columns we aren't happy everyday all of us but sometimes sometimesWe are not happy every day
by ~HoopooOctopuss
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