an extra ornate
frilly ivory blouse adorned
cuffs that scream!
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candy sharks |
\”i was meant
to be a poet!\”
yet am humbled
by such a precious
gift — one would
at times consider
by such a precious
gift — one would
at times consider
to be a curse
can you imagine
being so sensitive
that every
being so sensitive
that every
single
emotion radiates
all over your body
all over your body
similar
to that of a hyper-colour
shirt that changes
hue— with the breath
of each piece
hue— with the breath
of each piece
of residual
poetry
poetry
that i\’m prepared
to freely purge
from my broken
essence
to freely purge
from my broken
essence