My thoguhts of you are often
seperated
Into categories
Paradigms of emotional organized disarray
Some drip with honey
Some dry the slow drip of funeral parlor myrhh
Some drip leak of energy from face heart and unreadable capricious
persona
But they come and linger...
Sight of 8 by 8
Weed burning innocence.
I will just say I miss them you me us.
Jireh -
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