COYOTE BLOOD
poetry, art, mistakes, music, love, visions and everything...
weird parts of sleeping dogs die under dialogues
why does my failure make me smile?
gold medal go getter.
goal metal go get her.
sneezing into handkerchiefs.
that keep changing color.
and I am hoping that time travel doesn't exist.
why did you say what you said?
can you take it back?
I have no idea in eyes.
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