I Rocked Toward the Seashell

flatness__ charged words. bellowed//out\\wardness i chashed utterfly wing : eXPLOSING butter memory _(ubble Head > -- huggly faceSMEARED tears OF NO path/ i .AUGH caught said she/he said \ she left: oh no said HE: the divine i spoke \ i was that never good| the skin of my animal ... of all these of all silence and experienced traveled. How my eyes are fingers pelted skillfully rolled. Then, within my heart; to be never without that fate of a beating drum inside my chest. A beautiful nature of round Moon and square Sun sings as you. Love is that deepest root of a breathing sky of life/how higher is glorious wonderous that I carry this heart.\ I could ponder my poems professor/ These sharp teeth and carve eyes as a cat of nine times to die. How many have tried. Gentlewoman and ladies. :: 11.01.2021 ::