December 2011
1 post
to dye and craft
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extending hands are letting grow tools of recall suspending in the air a garden of shells and cocoons
we will sway on them hollow appendix half hidden half cowered where the sun has not reach yet a ray
bleach kissed at the tip of these plastic limbs we will slowly shrink to our epicentre and listen waves and shades and lights and love it will be love at our core only hearts...