Tuesday, May 24, 2022

I and my partisan

trip the light mind bending.

Over the shoulder euphoria.

Magic man my exotic notes.

Day dream of you wild stylized.

 

Material notion of success

part of the tome.

The body unencumbered.


Bide that front of mind.

The need prescient

lost on me. 

The context a dear figure 

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