Silver - White, I cross on land,
A snake am I, which glide on sand,
I am not living, nor am...
DEAD SOUL: A Tribute to Nicholai Gogol A PLAY (Please mind the lack of a format it's my first play and was...
1. Please tell me the light is on and...
It's really not morning?
2. Has the coffee learned...
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Infinite intensities internalized in an invocative introversion,
Lingering in the codification of...
Trees of the night Bushes underneath Trees of the night Cars on the street
...
Avant garde paratrouper panopticons,
perpetuating insignia in a step,
and a boot kicking...
Calcified upshot of their precambrian flow,
.6. apropos, point blank,
chasing the decimal...
Burrito
pomplemousse auberginian sky,
Luxembourg canopy,
requiem admixture,...
Tactile technopathy of an adjunct's penumbra,
caving patterns in the carnivorous sky.
In the rolling hills
by a church
in Freeze, Idaho
Lay the old graves of
" Treat em mean,To keep em keen ! Do your best to always cause a scene Haunt them in their...
Distinguished panoply of cornucopia earth,
practicing universality,
operating in decency's...
It all went wrong It should've been simple We had it all planned But somehow that plan...
I'm seeing the unchanged glow on high
The Milky Way is spilled
Across the sky
I feel your presence in me...
Not just around me...
Sometimes, I feel that you can hear me...
Morning glories come out to play so that the sun may kiss their naked petals
Refreshing mist opens...
