I fit into the foreign languagefrom my clavicle to my anklesinhaling otherness with the oxygenthe prickliness of fields of spiky poeticsmy heart is intentionally pumping fasterwarm
I fit into the foreign languagefrom my clavicle to my anklesinhaling otherness with the oxygenthe prickliness of fields of spiky poeticsmy heart is intentionally pumping fasterwarm