Sunday, 18 August 2013
feeling hammers
mosquito hum past—smash of memory—
our massive noise—tangles breathing—
all of these words are apple cores, my happiness depths.
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mosquito hum past—smash of memory—
our massive noise—tangles breathing—
all of these words are apple cores, my happiness depths.
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A blog about life and losing my mind; about the emotions that take us, the colours that catch us, the little things that are lost. We create the dark, and we can stem the shadow.
mosquito hum past—smash of memory—
our massive noise—tangles breathing—
all of these words are apple cores, my happiness depths.
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