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Revolutions

September 25, 2017September 25, 2017 / pixietruffle / Leave a comment

Feet in step from bitter, snow brogues, kick-rhythms evaporate. Replaced by a shaved step- father’s smoothed semi- automatic carpentry. Palm to gun- stock in your space; a territory. Still it was rhythmic and artful, kitten scrat technology. Chest rises, inhale all known knowledge, exhale application. Exhale wood, breathe in black powder from bore shells, conflagrating. … Continue reading Revolutions

Bookmark

September 24, 2017September 24, 2017 / pixietruffle / Leave a comment

I must have left a bookmark when I last read your mind. I could follow your wicked thoughts by the trigonometry of your grin, viewed against an obtuse gaze. Careless with my place-holder, I lost my way in your ideas. The dam of it sits somewhere about your cheekbones. It stops the hearth of friendship … Continue reading Bookmark

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