Humility sears her grace to bonfire of eyes, I fumble to strike a match  Would you tremble if tearing your lips to shredded flesh and kissed you deep into bone?  It takes 17 milliseconds to live in the now so what burden will devour time when ghosts can undress in swinging wings of seagull flock?  Late night Harbour...

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25th wakes upwith the taste of lies still warm on its tongue. Not grand lies,not operatic betrayals,but the small,intimate ones,the ones spoken softly,the ones wrapped in promises,the ones that sound like hopeuntil they don’t. This is the daywhen the month feelsan...