Artificial
- 4 days ago
- 1 min read
Updated: 14 hours ago
Begin to read,
Not all
thinks
can be thought
for you
Snap off your AI friend
when
Insults breathe wind,
shaping my body
creative again.
Resurrect
mountain songs,
From changeling woman’s
surging separation
Devouring my senses, path of should
Now longing for
Two Medicine.
-thisisaaron

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