COYOTE BLOOD
poetry, art, mistakes, music, love, visions and everything...
the superbly stupid but pleasant meantime
you politely ask me not to die
but I can't make any promises;
we will just have to wait and see.
in the meantime,
I want to browse a bookstore,
and get lost like it's 2019.
I don't necessarily need me,
but I do need you,
so let's live forever or never.
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