climbing spires
no warmth, no life, a frozen and slipperly pucked pole to climb
to watch dust settle over seconds
from all the items
all we’ve ever lost
get far away. go miles once more.
(distance equals space times time?)
no warmth, no life, a frozen and slipperly pucked pole to climb
to watch dust settle over seconds
from all the items
all we’ve ever lost
get far away. go miles once more.
(distance equals space times time?)
don’t ever forget
je suis un bastarde
more than i hasten to remember to forget once more
shut, shut up.
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