The dark thing in Feathery Turnings
- Feb. 28, 2019, 1:40 p.m.
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I’m amazed once again at my poisoning powers.
I can replant and nurture my self whole,
only to lose all control.
Neglected and left in the sun,
replacing water with liquor instead.
I excel at collecting,
Taking the good things and hollowing them out.
I’ve ruined another one now its just a shell.
Put it on the shelf
Make a note to self
“Let this be.”
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SiouxsieTree ⋅ March 05, 2019
I’ll love you deeply, cosmic, to infinity (and beyond)