halcyon halcyon. halcyon days never been,
wrecked ships upon steel shores,
wild canine fury, torrid tongue lighting strikes.
restless summer nights, royal horses parade by,
rostam's tomb opens like a maw.
i talked to a field of clovers today, she rung me up and said i looked familiar, "mustve been someone who told you of me". ive never been away from boulder for more than a few weeks. i lied to get this job. im fine with lying. im fine with being a terrible person. i miss winter and sadie.
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