< a way to regard >
Apr-2022
all the lavender and rosemary obscure a certain magic
regarding my own
shaky flame
I feel a little lost
tiny flowers so touched and turn // shepherding branching, reeling in song // what an unexpected move
to reject a certain gloom // red aurora // analogy for the sun
A future milkmaid comes to collect
it seems like you thought I was going to grab you then–
[what’s gone is inaccessible, I’m zipping my boots for the day]forgetfulness takes what it finds // birds on a cliff // shakiness
but the reason I exist free for you to regard // it’s just that my life has been
so comforted by deathcaps
a little unorthodox