Tuesday, August 2, 2022

Writ of prose

Proven. Execute. Humble. God. Demise. Your honor. Freeze. Sip. Down. Attire. Lemongrass. Petit fours. Sigh. Butter. Hair. Saturn. Sent. The ground is wet. Reply. Soil. Days end. Sand. Behold. The lap doesn't begin until where? Why did I even have a thought I cared?

Playlist

"Bus Stop Bitties". https://youtu.be/VbkGYMk7PZQ

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