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Psychonaut
I leave my change with a blind man
testing the rain
everywhere a wing
and nobody minding it but me
weary and high
Gedichten over het onderwerp: trip
Gedichten over het onderwerp “trip” op Poets.by.
Knife In the Gut
i cried in Walmart today
because a lady with a floral lighter sampled candles
cinnamon
for the pancakes you made
ocean breeze
for the trip you never took me on
pine
for the forest you burned down trying to fish
and then a sickening combination of all three