Unordered Tales

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A drawing

A Swell Wish

Well Wishing, Wishing Well. Grant me willingly my welling wish. Well Wishing, Wishing Well. What stirs deep in your swishing swell? Wishing Well,...

Acid Words

War

Bag of Sound

Poke me. Yes poke me, Until I expel sighs.. Needle me. Deflate me. Trample, Then kick me on your way out. Until the next time..

Bats flit hither and thither

My private moat, With crocodiles and a boat, I strap around my neck. My private protection, From circled insurrection. I am safe from attack. My...

C... Don't Call Me Music

Listen. That song.. Strretched ululation in the distaance.. Cup your ears. Can you hear that sweet sweet tune.. Well. Can you? Listen harder.. There...