Wednesday, August 06, 2025

( me / via )

One of those carnival games.

"A man that unironic would be valuable in war." —Debatable Land

"I hope you cried all night."

"offering to the crows"

   in nuclear fire
twice only have we perished
   but such long shadows

names my lips still scorch to speak
yet music scarce skipped a beat

Wooden pixel machine.

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