(i have been in a poetry writing frenzy as of late)


tea leaves and coriander
i still havent put on clothes today
knotted hair and avocado
the phone is ringing
hazelnuts and nightshade
its just my imagination.

muzzle your cur,
silence, cerebrus!
sniffing out a reason
this morning resembles medusa
Inocybe, dandelions
a glancing blow
beat about the head and shoulders

the expansive field of a psyche restricted
only grows larger,
the smaller the sky

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mmm, clever. The lines seem like self-conversation that goes on in someone's head when they're all alone. I like it.

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