lifemist
paste!
somedays
hatch
with
the
terrorsprout
deep
in
sleep
and
the
mornings
shout
instead
about
obliterating
links
to
the
otherworld
that
just
ejected
me
into
the
responsibility
of
being
awake
and
i
just
want
to
live
there
in
the
imagination
that
nestles
and
cuddles
my
salty
explosive
whispers
150408
what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from