good luck getting me drunk

and if you must pour us a drink

lay out a line

or breathe on me

your big thick tasting joint

just to get out

the things i feel

i probably don’t

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juniper child these moments when the figments of your mind align with an orbiting truth when the sun is ruthless in hugging all that is stained with disobedient chatter or flattered with wind kisses c

no, i might not get you the moon but know that i’ll love you trying