joi, 5 noiembrie 2026

5th and last feather

I organized a match on your body

it was a color match rainbow, a sword made out of words and a silence fist 

my hands runned over the rainbow 

my nails scratched its surface and it felt like clowds, jelly and wine. 

the fight will take a long time. 

in the end there is no game.

there is only what you want and are able to experience, or not. 


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