Tag: smoke
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Lighter flick
Leaning my paper horn into wheel-roused light Night-dispelling Djeep lighter Like a rhino moth self-immolating, singeing sins I creep higher How many recessions I sessioned through Sticking skins throughout the pandemic, trying to give lungs helmet The words surprise my vision but a fissure betwixt, thick vincula My pungent stick like Stephen’s Mullingar ashplant ferries…
Alchemisland 