when I walk through the forest I’m a paleo babe
yeah I forage
would kill for some leptin
I guess I could say:
the city is dough
I’m a pin, rolling it out as I walk around
the edges only stretch as far as I go
once I was wrapped up in bed and declared ‘croissant’
or,
the tower blocks are so friendly here
like ice cubes nestled in pubic flourish
but I’ve lost the descriptive rush
(like) it’s a glaze
I make sofas from cities
these forests have streetlights, no joke
Daisy Lafarge studies in Edinburgh. Current interests include floriography and glasshouses.
@janepaulette
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