Codi Ann Thomsen

Let's consider this movement
a harvesting a good night in the West
-ern regress.

Songs desire
pretty moons thinking
of my mother. It is easily ready to! 

Land of
flowers reflect definitions of body
not spring.

The Puget sound, former future
midnight croon. I last traveled a lullaby
for infinite ghost
like bridges over the Delta. 

There is decision in breathing, whoever they are telling you to do so. 


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