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Oct 26, 2007
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GLYPH
such a deep ache
where the weight of me
tilts on bones
i would take apart
the cairn
to hold that action
gather rotted nails
pitted glass
fevers reach turns
within my abdomen
lined like sodden
red silk
exclamations
and rebuttals
id take you out and
put me in
cant do anything
this late again
count the palm
stones
deftly
like crows
shadows
..O..
— orgami, Oct 26, 2007
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IKnowNoBox
18 years 9 months ago
Crows Fly in Murders
IKnowNoBox
18 years 9 months ago
the title eludes me.
orgami
18 years 9 months ago
title meaning
IKnowNoBox
18 years 9 months ago
Wow a Wow
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