existance, substance, no more than that, no more than none, sweet petals pave a sweeter path through hell sleep tired life sleep in your mothers as she masturbates, plugged to a closed vain of life the embryo becomes the blue print of its plight, dissolved similarity,solidarity,solution, the phoenix has no ember, read your flags,red!, know them well. as my mother sleeps i- wait for the morning of her subjective abjection
Reason for writing:
If where I came from was black and warm, then the beauty was there, here is blacker than that.
Birth sign: Virgo
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