The Cyber Vacuum
space transmutations
if someone could put down on paper
it's been over a year
get grounded
crocuses croak and
i love the way that i fall
the sun sets into embers
pitter-patter-pat her
the feeling
it's just time
good morning
it takes time, child
mmmm
check it once
subtlety is not my forte
bold
juice dripping
spit spit spit
sick i am sick
struggle and tug
ocean's spray of salty sands like
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