antwerp (ii) — talking poeting
talking poeting
many her eyes reflect more
sting wind mine do
by her weight case
she gyroscoped
beauty folly
poets to find
without fraternité
here’s hardly broken ocean
talking poeting
many her eyes reflect more
sting wind mine do
by her weight case
she gyroscoped
beauty folly
poets to find
without fraternité
here’s hardly broken ocean