Gliding scales

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Up in those dry hills
Eating oranges, squeezing lemons
Fog like fingers in the morning,
billowing up the rattling crevasses 
On the cusp of the cornice 
Cutting cables in our recklessness,
our burning plastic dreams
Broken glass seams sewed together
with a blowtorch
Become one with the roach, the rat,
prepare to live and die like that

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Alaia vibes

Fri 27th Nov 2020 17:02

Thank you so much!

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jennifer Malden

Thu 12th Nov 2020 17:15

Very powerful! Jennifer

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