a lot can happen it three blocks ~ kick in the door to condemned warehouse space and explode in wonder !
something so purple
stilled in life lines
beneath threats redactedthis had read Teens, but now the revolution is All Ages
i find myself alone under icy cold pinprick stars
with art and running home alone with the nights shallow darkness fuzzed out with frosted crisp bewilderment~ i want to paint for hours and run for days and never have to go to work and live in factory basements with bombs for fingersliving with this very moment held precious
until replaced by things better
NE!L~
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