BY ZAC DUNN The typhoon moon pulls the wings batting into the center of the serpentine spire woven into cloven hooves encircling the cardinal’s beak of bleak nibbles upon prancing pink eye pony’s lonely only grifting stardusted particles in vertical arcs spellbound like the hellhounds chasing after furry critters that can’t hide or deliver passenger pigeon ninja scrolls as Saturn spins slings of rocks that shiver the scepter of specters FOLLOW FOR MORE IG: @UZIEGO TUMBLR: @SAVAGESNEVERSLEEPNYCV 5
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