Liminal Spaces 4 Zipper Races

Insanely livin' in liminal spaces In between my facades of my faces In case this case is of my traces To complicate this for army bases On a basis waste is turkey basted & with stitches my skin is basted Lookin' like zippers & shoe laces As Sticky Fingers readies 4 races

§kin to §kin – §ound§ of Rin

§kin to §kin - that's how you win When the quillbots come in & pin Onto you their mark like a pen Placing you in a pig pen of men As the wind looks through windows Hoping for when the windmill spins Sin into the singe fringe & cringe As the friends of fiends who … Continue reading §kin to §kin – §ound§ of Rin