sail aisles

The seventh tone of the ninth month–
tired tired tired of your implied biography–
several of reversals sail aisles in deportment
stores fats as taffeta in fetching gritty

last pipe hit across my face unshaved–
pills glissand our salty gaming, but
I CAN'T DISTINGUISH AMONG MODES NO
more or less, nor Romans 11:50–

No more text, much less testicles



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