chris fleming is my favourite poet
it's like if someone told you a parable about one of the earliest ancestors of man crouching and using its hairy arms to sluice the icy rain off its head and the earliest ancestor of dog takes pity and leads it to a sheltering cave.
n this scenario chris fleming is the first dog
literally curing my brain fog
laughing tears at the indoor beach children
im glad you understand even a tenth of what I was going thru at three a.m.