're not a hero. No.
Spears
that thing ...
almost like gunshots, and there it is.
haunting. I can define it so,
voracious almost transparent fabric, which captures to eat,
perhaps you believe that to defend ...
And you,
great comedian. SOS
NO HERO.
NO.
weave ... clear that weave ...
networks for your convenience.
're the great pretender playing to be lamb.
Victim, but killer.
(did I say that there was no poet, no?)
Images, mine.
voracious almost transparent fabric, which captures to eat,
perhaps you believe that to defend ...
THAT?
WHOM?
Trailers, Arras, shooting pain, grief.
And souls are entangled (mine is there)
and sweet dreams turn into nightmares
pulse of life that become stillness of death. Your
almost transparent (by the way fools)
becomes dull and murderous presence.
WHOM?
Trailers, Arras, shooting pain, grief.
And souls are entangled (mine is there)
and sweet dreams turn into nightmares
pulse of life that become stillness of death. Your
almost transparent (by the way fools)
becomes dull and murderous presence.
And you,
great comedian. SOS
NO HERO.
NO.
weave ... clear that weave ...
networks for your convenience.
're the great pretender playing to be lamb.
Victim, but killer.
(did I say that there was no poet, no?)
Images, mine.
Roxana
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