Iced Pollen

Shark egg sackImpaling the fault lines mapped across the coconut skull…harvesting a diamond mind

Ripping the stone flesh from those long arms, peeling like dead snake skin crushed under a rock…what a sell out..

What a soul tasting like purple, and black light…
Slipping inside my darkness, like a fruit bat, into the blue night

Bleeding feels like ..glue cascading around the ring of your eye sight..

It’s going to be great, take my hand..alright..

Smells so good, to be so great…love to see what you know. Life is

an above…

mimic the




About Oil Underneath

I drink glasses of cold water.
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