my finger's resting gently on the masterfade
haiku in 4 parts
it actually
exists or can exist things
that you tried to wreck
meantime i want you
to put words to it could be
a sense of loss just
done, unopened, the
decay settles in out of
breath like a serpent
rustles grasses, but
then sun floats up from the dead,
tricks to catch the light
it actually
exists or can exist things
that you tried to wreck
meantime i want you
to put words to it could be
a sense of loss just
done, unopened, the
decay settles in out of
breath like a serpent
rustles grasses, but
then sun floats up from the dead,
tricks to catch the light
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