Pitch currents surging on the floor of my personal blue
Congeal on their own time coaxed by the watchful gaze of the other…
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Pitch currents surging on the floor of my personal blue
Congeal on their own time coaxed by the watchful gaze of the other…
I thought I had it beat. I thought it was gone for good. Why won’t it stay gone?
On feeling more hopeful, more victorious, more triumphant than what it wants to allow you.
It’s so quiet sitting in the parked car at home. I can hear my own blood near my ears.
A stream of thoughts while falling asleep one night.