before all the begetting unending
nothing not even dark then through a
gap the fast light she can’t hold back
and soon everything that ever, but
no there never was some big brooding lord
of death quaking across the land
looking for ladies to lift. She
wanted company and the boy seemed
eager enough for her delicacies
and so stayed a spell while Earth was
breaking with cries over her love
lost while the fruits drop dry and brown
so what could our sweet dark sister
do but share a small part of the year
Tag: death
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early evening early in the death thinking about death all day the video game deaths I played the music death all the death TV shows the same even if they try to death it my back still sore but better death than the dog deaths her new toy
and no I never did get around to that I gave up on connection and went down paths they warned me about to make blurred photocopies of those same mistakes my hands stumbling fat then thin leaves fell and grew the early sun in winter faithfully rendered in Minecraft reddened the tips of things in a neighborhood or that or this heavy frenemy in my chest sometimes makes his strange will speak
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