Weekends of kite-emulation speckling a week of awakes. The impotence of hours in adversity to sleep. Refracted music in the small space of blankets. Crooked mouthfuls of food while the time swiftly evaporates. A single pair of hands, greasy from affection. Innumerable horse tablets and potions of varied hues. Learning has occurred, stitched into risk-aversion and optimism. Resentment of unrealized dreams pock-marking the aftermath. And rebounding into the voodoo shamble of muted volume.
4:55 p.m. - 2023-05-26
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