Like A BansheeA Poem by PeteYou cannot hear music and noise at the same time. - Thoreausporting strange, cat-like, mascaraed eyes assimilated into pounding percussion strutting about with flapping plumage of aves in a strange propagation of rhythmshe danced a mesmerizing dream black, robed coffee with just a hint of cream interpolated and in between or so it seemed her name? don't ask me just call her siouxsie © 2025 PeteAuthor's Note
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