depictions by the rule of thirds; descriptions mostly freestyle words
A poem inspired by Harrison’s quote: ‘At four in the morning my body bumped against the ceiling’
it goes to the head a purple hued perfumery not lascivious lilac or violets in the shade but hot lavender trails for devoted bees do they seem somewhat serene after supping ? or is all this aromatherapy mythtaken? a sort of lisping grasp of… Continue Reading “sleepy heads”
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