

turtle shellsall those clever poets capturing scenes of seafaring souls bones dressed up in skin-- painting turtle shells and i find a common ground on which to place my flag it just means so much less to me when i find the soil is littered mock water ebbing and flowing just like the real thing. i stop and think of my blood how much of it i've lost this past year, this past week. if i'd crawled through tunnels, under the earth would the caverns have claimed even more of the transitioning substance?turtle shells
or preserve it as if i were a dying breed; back and forth you have met my


headlinesi shop a few days a week keeps my mind in another dimension i find it far healthier than before and as for nights, well nothing brings them to an end and if i don't take some sort of sleep aid, i'm up all night thinking of you, wondering where you are and checking the mail slot maybe something new something i overlooked instead i find the hardwood floor has nothing but-- familiar warmth from the bottom of my feet and i know the feel of each grain as it passes under me my feet hold so much memory something i really never knew until i found myself withoutheadlines
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Step further.
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Şvaynştaynger [link]
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--katherine
I hope you get the chance to check out my work that slowly trickles through the tea pot. Thanks!!!
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Şvaynştaynger [link]
i really like your gallery too.
I think i'll watch you.
my name is annamarie. (:
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