Juggernaut Fury – A Poem
Their juggernaut fury bore then, breakneck, on. Iliad, bk 16, ln 702 A horde of chub, toddling out of time, […]
Their juggernaut fury bore then, breakneck, on. Iliad, bk 16, ln 702 A horde of chub, toddling out of time, […]
Bent over raspberry pie, my tongue the taproot of my soul. Gems jammed and canned, sounding themselves in the crushing.
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