ApprenticeshipA Poem by Soil Creep
Seared red wail in the narrative
idea of tiny spills over time clocked ambiance in the stairwell between two versions of young. A binary divide of jagged paradigm viscose, seared wail in the red narrative.
© 2013 Soil CreepAuthor's Note
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