a desert voice calling:

I got a text from this #?

because what angel has been forsaken, to let you be taken from

who is this?

you are god connected to all god, laughing into dark path, riding with starlight on bog water

how old are you?

the taste of capers, slightly blood like, thrills you with ancestor land

are you in New Mexico?

you’ve got plenty of your own friends, they’re all above you, they are animals and streams of gods all around you

all the way in Maine, huh?

pine needle scents your best friends, faith in your eyes adjusting to the light

will you be my pen pal?

you know how to treat people as long as you know how to treat yourself. all this good magic won’t desert you. you will have the care you need.

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