a mountain sphere i am
withering along your
removed corpse;
feather puncturing my
unreasonable spine
i am a flavor to this
version of skies.
dark necks throbbing
above another galactic
star;
where i am moonlit
in your classic
intentions.
granted avalanche
when we arrived the amulet was damaged and broke the moments erased. the moment you get out of that. it has left our warped feeling of wha...
