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destruction, broken promises, redemption

something almost inescapable about this

feel no pain i can’t

let’s blame something new

she seems to be offering herself while simultaneously refusing #Halloween2026

of the forgotten

talk evil to me

clues and remnants, voices

years later the rust

because in the morning we approach

and remnants, no shelter

we don’t have to save ourselves

sounds like a dying dream

treating twitter as something that has happened

who are you jack birdbath

as a history of decay

lust preserved in amber

being able to smell it

i look forward to reading this later when i’ll actually understand it