morning scramble
morning scramble
or morning scramble
when overfilled kettle
again
then losing figments
big hot rolling
crying tears
in the bin bag
now
all things not meant
for pavements
pooling
now draw from memory
you're heavy boiling
your all worst qualities
or else
or else they're running
away with me
they're creating impressions
all things not meant for
images
i would not choose
other things said
figment liner