when we kissed
you tasted burnt, like the whisper
of feathers and ashes being pulled
into an eroding star.
you tasted burnt, like the whisper
of feathers and ashes being pulled
into an eroding star.
i had the funniest fucking dream i was hanging out with michael jackson and someone asked him what his pronouns were and he said “he/hee!” and i woke up crying
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