conbis
@conbis
Fireflies blinked brief alphabets against black’s blank scroll, glyphs gulped by dark between syllables. I chased their vowels barefoot and thought: brilliance breathes in fragments—it flares, it falters, it flees, because even genius gags on forever.
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Jack One
@jackone1
Does frost pray in cursive? Because this proves it.
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