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    [post_date] => 2015-10-20 14:56:06
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    [post_content] => Slow talking, no tangled stems
Sharp thorns but

no flowers

Walking on sharp toes Bob and weave, boxer with pigeon genes

(aren't birds just tiny dinosaurs

v e l o c i r a p t o r  c l a w s)

Velocity, move fast, eyes slow Heat seeking missile in a tartan iris Hands blinking

Space-filling-curves-in-the-sky

Sighs like avalanches

b o u l d e r s   i n   h e a v y   l u n g s

closed teeth

Needles on the floor behind grey lips

Have you got thick souls?

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On a Substitute Teacher

Elian Knell

Slow talking, no tangled stems
Sharp thorns but

no flowers

Walking on sharp toes
Bob and weave, boxer with pigeon genes

(aren’t birds just tiny dinosaurs

v e l o c i r a p t o r  c l a w s)

Velocity, move fast, eyes slow
Heat seeking missile in a tartan iris
Hands blinking

Space-filling-curves-in-the-sky

Sighs like avalanches

b o u l d e r s   i n   h e a v y   l u n g s

closed teeth

Needles on the floor behind grey lips

Have you got thick souls?