Shoe horn & Kitchen

the pinkpot key cries

as the old wood shakes

on roofs and sound

three cats hide their true feelings

left some food on stove and heart at your door

frankton has mountains and lights at two and sarah's

lipstuck swan swing the pond a lake in your german eyes

the car picked me up on time and life is hard on a soft bed

your moonlit body burns my soul


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