Always making
All things come to me as he world’s brain sleeps.
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Rum in my blood
rum in my stomach
rum in the nude
hot
awake
midnight
Social media is the devil. It creeps.
My coffee cups miss the taste of Rum.
inks in eyes and coco butter kisses
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never forgotten
I came up with this one for a background son for videos. I am rather fond of it.
Mon likes it.
Building and making nonstop and taking vitamins. And a murder.
Favorite part of making is when it hits you, you feel no pain.
Like a blaze
Like the world was on fire seven seconds ago.
We were twigs on the ground full of crunch. The heart knows who and what we chased in the silence before underfoot.
Best parts of us full of leaves in one form.
Fall is coming.
Colors
sounds
and the cold
pumpkin favored kisses over the yes.
In our last lives we were birds under water.
