angst cycle (iii)
[Ƥ] (iii)
bright is the dawn day
not at all
it’s just a lack of
wrecking your shins against unseen things
now you can wreck them
against the seen instead
’tis time
of course
that’s raised the sun
a yo–yo on its string
it’s nice the night has fucked off
but this landscape
i don’t have a clue
i can’t see it yet
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