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Jun 27
I plant seeds in the gashes my
claws leave
In your skin I plant seeds where
air sees
Me plant seeds in the blood you
conceive
In your leaving you breathe as you
retrieve
Strength, like ossuary waters
I plant seeds in the current that your
life bleeds

That your life stops. You,
Stirring in ossuary waters
struggling under

I wonder where the seeds will eventually
breathe
In your skin I command they one day
eat
Away at your life sustaining
stream
In your battered keep of holes where
seeps
Strength, like ossuary waters
I plant seeds in the current where your
life leaves
from april 3, 2022
poem from the past a day #39
poem from anger? my feelings of anger and the content of the words are slightly incongruent, but it's written frantically and obtusely so i was feeling some kind of way.
began from a metroid prime playthrough "The Hatchling walks among us. Are these dreams? Memories? Foretellings? Time and reality swirl together like estuary waters, and we Chozo know not what to believe."
findingkitsunes
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findingkitsunes  26/Michigan
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