Helmi SulaimanYour eldritch heart sits in my belly in ticking morsels turning eyes into blinking mirrors.Helmi Sulaiman
It roams between everything beating; a minotaur impaling immigrant hearts of young gentlemen.
How can I not find it exquisite the taste of your blood seeping from the inside through my teeth?
A stark contrast to the blond of your dandelion hair as it tickles the sky into lightning smiles and thunder laughs!
And how one stray grin would zip open a blushing sky. A sudden wound, Like a sun birthed of a w
the pavement dreamsRemember? Four Forty One AM. Cheek to pavement. A bridge of broken concrete linking our eyes?the pavement dreams
Rustles. The mysteriously quiet explosions and the occasional vehicle snoring by.
And your eyes. They were as wide as lakes and swimming with mer-people and your slow breath like the tide lacing the music of whale songs.
The cracks on the sidewalk were close to cosmic.
We seeped into them like moonshine, our blood soaking the earth's brown meat.
We forgot. We were one.
It was at the bottom o
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