all my cards lay out
shuffled
some lost to the corners
chipped and folded
I couldn’t ask for a better hand
than chaos’s whimsy
all my cards lay out
shuffled
some lost to the corners
chipped and folded
I couldn’t ask for a better hand
than chaos’s whimsy
I fall into your
crystalline warmth
structures resurface
long forgotten
kept
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