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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