in the dust of lyrics
lost gravity
in billboard boots
in the rubble of stars
a nosebleed
grip
on god
i cohort
i sabotage
i gleam
desperate
shelves
for eyes
a sweaty globe
for a conscience
because pieces of sky in
puddles
are barefoot fires
Idk why I like the phrase billboard boats so much
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I’m glad you do. Thanks!
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