Mon, 12/30/2019 - 12:49 -- evacado


i plant flowers in my head

let the roots seep down into 

the mean and the ugly

i believe, 

the plants will win the battle. 

i stick the dirt into my fingernails and soak it in my scalp

water me

and perhaps i’ll grow a new world.



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