A poem about desire and obsessive-compulsive disorder
“I tell the little boy I nanny that infinity is/a racetrack that you can’t stop driving on and / wonder which of my strange words he will one day remember.”
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“I tell the little boy I nanny that infinity is/a racetrack that you can’t stop driving on and / wonder which of my strange words he will one day remember.”
wowow wow really loved this
Obsessed with this
you are just so phenomenal