thread of town plastic hearts moan of glass sigh cat ribbons city o city you're in my scope in my eye i paint you all over white sphinx cradle trembling like lovers all six arms whipping about madly sadly gladly immensely like cursive like a spire a sphere gone higher build pursue wild-eyed red-eyed o long nervous fingers
i've kind of re-taught myself how to write poems such as the ones i've posted as i haven't written in such a way for some time...
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