who do you consider me? as human or print?
we're all just building monuments to prove we existed
bubble foam, i'm the one alone. electromagnet thunderdome
watercolor collarbone. saturated summer solstice
sepia sulfur stone. there's nothing but blood and bone
joint and jugular, juggling our jobs and the juxtaposed
the runaway who's running home. it's strange to describe
in phrases that rhyme. making manifest and cadence align
damn that whole section was flames
loved the neon blue line too but that section was the clear standout for me
awesome picture too this one
loved it
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