swarbles.
sometimes i sing.
sometimes i make things.
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dogs are really cool and i love them
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i don’t ever wanna kiss anyone who doesn’t love animals
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the right to bear bears.
the shimmering things
at twilight.
as the day starts
to wrap itself up
in darkened robes,
the river at the
end of the road
shifts from translucent green
to tar black
and slows its flow,
pouring molasses
into the bay.
starlings with early starlight
reflected in their eyes
perch on the wires
outside my window,
yellow beaks point
up towards the heavens.
oh, good heavens,
how i wish you were here,
and like the soft evening,
delicately light up to my room,
lull into bed,
and tuck ourselves in
knitted afghans,
patchworked breezes,
and quiet dreams.
sleeping like otters;
hands clasped
to keep from drifting
apart.
