angst cycle (iii)
[ν]

after a 5km walk–seek
the empty bar espace
à côtés my flat

light–shaded the book set
i need to (read &)3
here’s a swan (my love)2


you’re not my fucking love
now fuck off
fuck bloody off

for fuck’s sake
swan
fuck the fucking swan






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