Baba Yaga the Beautiful (welfy) wrote in anon_anonymous,
Baba Yaga the Beautiful
welfy
anon_anonymous

A Poem--Jumping __ on a Pogo Stick!

The Night

The night cut my heart like a spoon through half-melted like creme.
I felt the edgings of fear and restoration as the blood moon faded.
May the addition of nearness (?) restore/refresh us all.


I should contribute it to the bad poetry community or something.
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