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Wednesday, September 16, 2009

17 SEEDS


There’s a boom that’s gone sonic
smoking me chronic
I thought about weaving a thread
rumors from Hermes
adrift in my tonic
are whispering what’s gone unsaid
one step through the portal
to secrets immortal
shaking the ground with what
spills from my head
but I do not court it
I only report it
seventeen seeds
on an alchemists bed

Create the day you wish~ Love you, Zoe :)
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