"spikey chain or w.e"
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$18.00
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"spikey chain or w.e"
$18.00
the streetlights bled into the asphalt, catching on silver as you walked away, that late-night flicker a secret between you and the city. it was a moment, sharp and fleeting, like the memory of a summer that never quite ended, lingering in the dark.
a whisper of danger, a promise of something more. it hung there, catching the last of the fading light—a glint in the periphery, an untold story.
filed under: pavement poetry.