Noise

We are essential about inner stuff.
Our inside skirts outside moments
As fickle stuff born of noise snake.

Our inside comprehends outside
As a long crawl of the noise snake
Trying to make fury of moments.

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One comment on “Noise

  1. stephpeixoto says:

    Love! Check out some of my work

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