That Which Was Awoken

Inspired by Old Punk’s Languid I had been touched before knots kneaded loose from fibers stretched taut until I flowed like waves across crushed shell this laying of hands this reverent cradling awoke things unforeseen forgotten  SNPS of ancestral memory knocked loose from lumbar fluid bathed me golden I awoke misty morning angel stigmata of roses bleeding from tender palms […]

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