COYOTE BLOOD
poetry, art, mistakes, music, love, visions and everything...
don't confront me with my failures, for I hath not forgotten them
love always dies hungry.
who took the shadow
of the tree
from my face?
Febreze the cat,
right lane ends, merge left,
maybe there is a reason we can't forget.
backwards with time.
if you're single,
let's go on a date.
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