Tag: his dark materials
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COKEHOPES & CHOKEHOLDS
My face descended from ledge to waiting page The impression-taking lake edge left behind when Orpheus wept My deleterious dark materials in a war chest of deep trench oarfish depth Sniff pile whiter than a polar bear’s head, see The Northern Lights for ref Pole bearer when I smoke it (forev) Need a pokey, spliff’s…
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