20.3.07

Vikingo's Sweet 16 {Ghazaltology}

pull the collar close and breath through
cold teeth, the sun is a liar.

i can't keep all this information straight,
there's a disc in my drive and my back.

she unleashed the fury of her colors,
and i wished hard that i was crayola.

i dreamed i was on an island with palms,
now all i want is coconut cream pies.

ants crawl all over a green leaf in spring,
god made tools for monkeys & water on mars.

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