merle and runtish whelp
whetstone blind, no sense of self
furl and cry to help
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attention
iris
snails billow below
star and sky, mirth, surf and turf
there is only this
F = Gm1m2r2/r2
when gravity dictates
a love letter
i’ll be sure to be prudent
although i know
i’m running low on ink
