torn labels: evil moments / th smell of fresh oranges

evil moments / th smell of fresh oranges

th consumer wrests in wires
awaits silver baskets

isles detonate                         [a starshiver dreams in                  kept awake
gently arise
th scent of fresh oranges

as promised / lies it's way in

colors o drown in th dark        fire is ethnic

// peels reveal blood to be volatile,hateful

                               wandering parking lots after a certain point

pure mother ; smallasinsomnia     authority at m-m-my valve

off soma rind

& choke embrace

injustice we

weeping matches spark to light

th flame that burns th bodies

# posted by hardyf : 21:52

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