Kevin BayComment

11 * 12 * 2018

Kevin BayComment
11 * 12 * 2018
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my insides just burst into fractals meeting you

my chest collapsed into a cenote

and you, my new friend, may drink from it

as you please, if you wish, and when you need,

for I am born to give to you

spontaneous order and other strange attractors of

unfolding symmetry—or I’ll shatter into a billion pieces

on my own sweet song.