loss of humanity (Remove filter)
Pholcidae
Dead men drinking air through reeds
Dodge city splitting pretty pennies
Rust out all that pocket change
Evil, evil human brain
Beaten with rods of dry cane
Offshoot, soft soot face paint
Make me grey, flick ashes away
Day after day, revolving ridiculousness
Dreams crushed delirious and flat
Flys landing on cuts through the cracks
"I used to drink wine" she cries, tries to laugh
Chewing ...
Wednesday 16th September 2020 2:39 pm
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