God’s whiskers
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in progress from fractured burps
Opening the Eyelid (for David Rattray) ripped by rum and oranges we’ll picnic here there’s no difference between homecoming and going God’s whiskers on Jesus skin I have an inside to my outside fireflies in a leaf filtred limelight thereby fulfilling a prophecy every moment empty space shines bathtub rings I think of your children… Read more
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