Pup- A Poem

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Between fiction, and existence

Components of real from elusive unimaginable

Crafting reality vocation

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With a wolf

5 thoughts on “Pup- A Poem

  1. Oh sweet forever filling
    And swiftly coming
    Adoration
    Over me
    Pours itself
    Hot heavy faster fast
    All now-consuming dream
    Where you meet me in the middle
    Grab my fears by the balls
    And squeeze
    Square down the madness
    Climactic release
    Becoming, its hunting
    And here it finds me — this, you
    Widening sky
    With eternity unmoved
    Canvas, that mind
    Paints its glory in blood stained adreniline rush

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