Dumpster diving for dreams!
03 May 2016 2 Comments
by giovannaleah in Poetry, Uncategorized Tags: death, disease, dying, existence, hunting, loss, love, poem, poet, poetry, quote, searching, sickness, spoonie, thoughts
I want to be born from the beauty of dead things.
Not bound to a vessel that’s dying.
Let’s go hunting.
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thesmilingpilgrim May 03, 2016 @ 21:59:39
Intense art
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giovannaleah May 03, 2016 @ 22:05:54
Most appreciated. If you are speaking of the prose, again thank you. If you are speaking of the photo it is entitled “The Anatomy of Evil” by an artist named Laura Makabresku.
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May 03, 2016 @ 21:59:39
Intense art
May 03, 2016 @ 22:05:54
Most appreciated. If you are speaking of the prose, again thank you. If you are speaking of the photo it is entitled “The Anatomy of Evil” by an artist named Laura Makabresku.