quasi_sean

self.

and it's high time for the moon to sniff
me
while i hide
beneath the sheets

i'm
exploding silent
myself

before CRASH!
no more.
no lone.
i can see the end.

i see mountains the ocean appealing desire forgiveness a moment the birthplace inside her a delicate open... i'm cumming and cannot stop.

yes the lites are low and everyone is crowded around my head. there is no rest in this cocoon--no dinner break for the restless. soul. soul. i'm writing poetry that smells like shit.

before we created this photo...there were pieces of pavement that resembled a smile.

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i apologize for my absence and for not responding to all who have been so kind as to wish myself and Martini such wonderful well wishes. i appreciate all who have taken the time, and I promise when I get some time myself i will seek out all of you and smother you in deserved love. in the mean time, i will hopefully find myself with the hours needed within the next couple of days.
i hope all are doing well.

kisses.

sean