the hermit



rolled up

holed up

Plato people

shadow surfing

sleepy labyrinths

mourning mornings

groggy meadows

twisted maps

crooked mountains

crayola cranium



dancing is the only ingredient

that feeds me



singing is the only transport

that moves me



floating is a recreational drug

playing is a floatation device

winning is an exclamation point



existing is an isolating, intoxicating experience



Published by Sam (samwong) 4 months ago on Friday the 2nd of February 2024.

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