Hypothesis Dancing Raisin Project

A poem in the mirror you

you've left

a poem in the mirror,

if you come back hungry for auroras

and you are not.

Space Blanket Terrible

When I arrived, yes, we will taste

ruddy ages to no avail and aspire

smoke some weed.

When you arrive, yes

overflow heat from our skin

and burn the ships,

be our little revolution.

And if the run, you,

you sit at the table

and make fire,

be my mouth

the hare at noon

jara

the sticky on your waist

and north through the

merganser in your chest,

party in the portal

of your lips.

more away from you, Queen

the desert.

What Names Go With Bella

Farther You know the fury

You know the fury

twenty-four hours

like embers.

You know darn secret and silent

sleepless nights.

Plus, it's early yet, do not say

gloom

eternity or fear.

This morning

hope.