loathe these wings, their brevity
kaleidoscopic focus
all opportunity
resurrected symbiont
caught now
a fragile, brooding thing
core laid close
sucking meat
relentless searcher, crass bewitcher
another hand
gently tugging, tugboat fencing
cold vortices of portent
the road to Manipur
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