My stomach is full of grapefruit seeds.
I think they might even like me.
I just know they’ll love that acid burn as much as I do.
They’d be a fool not to.
Soil
One day
One day see the fruits of my labor
Miracle after miracle
How lightly I’ll float by
I’m sure I wouldn’t even recognize
How slow my mind processes
I’ve been keeping my eyes to myself
Can’t see me
Refuse to see
One day I’ll be a shooting star and won’t be able to help but notice.
I won’t even be able to stop; catch a glance or nothing
The collisions will simply be an after thought as I’m smoking a winter spliff
Love language
Safe & sound
Leather numbings
Tip toeing on waters
I’m holy now
Have touched the heavens
Came back lively vessel
I’m home
I’m home
Life’s bargain
Empath
Non-attatchment
Street Faerie
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