Denrya Astor


New Pressure


I creak, exhale
sound dozens of bottles below
there's a blue stain on his upper lip,
lost again in sharing tilts
merging tips dark portholes out
brandishing poles at night...

Submitted: Saturday, October 26, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, November 05, 2013
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  • Princess Lilypad (10/26/2013 2:53:00 PM)

    I'd like to know what this is REALLY about. I think I know, and if I do they what a picture you just painted. dirty world. I liked. (Report) Reply

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