"Another confession
for the trinity, for this uncanny
obsession with threes.
When I lift my finger to you, father
I am still flipping out
on the speed
of my never ending 666
paranoid streak."
for the trinity, for this uncanny
obsession with threes.
When I lift my finger to you, father
I am still flipping out
on the speed
of my never ending 666
paranoid streak."
from the collaborative poem, "A tiny unbroken snow flower stuck inside" by me and j/j hastain, appearing within the new Arsenic Lobster, among lots of other strange goodies.
Excited to be among these arsenic lobsters! - http://arseniclobster.magere.com/1content.html
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