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Turtle necks

when the pen kisses the paper 

and its saliva inks our thoughts 

we don't call it an imbecile 

except when those blue spittle get us in trouble 


love letters gone bad 

into the bad lands we are shamed

shamed of what we just wrote

like the exam scripts of a student returning from an Hang over 

we hang over our heads 


like wrong bottle necks 

like wrong turtle necks 

but we will not stop 

we will reach out until we hover above our flaws 

and like hover craft its a taboo for us to touch the ground


timi timi 

the tinkling cymbal sounds

as we approach destinys gate let us never get there unprepared

we are the cap that cover the heads of the next generation

we are seed generators


peace 

habeegurlCirphrank

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