no turn offs
she born
without determinating
answer early morning let downs
chasing down
generations of pity
kid hangs out to learn with me
tasking,tainted towels
she lite, ask bite
next day, same height
knews flew up through
her at a frame
unpainted suits, remain
inner prisoners
she bleeds harmony scars
spoons in mixtures
confluence
unoptions ate it
Copyright © kevin mathenia | Year Posted 2025
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