Lomelindi12

@lomelindi12.bsky.social

In the salubrious waiting area of Plymouth railway station with a bitter wind every time the automatic doors open

ardent verdant errant

@dendanran.bsky.social

#poetry

i see bred people of stardust salubrious
shimmering above a vastly vacuumed sky
you see dead people when you move in
shrouded in quotidian covers
step in
meet my mirthless shedding
walk past a diamondshaped stealthskin
unechoed where dusk nor dawn will haul in
and elongated webs won't reach

Microwaveable plastic

@squigglymips.bsky.social

Bro, you’re being lugubrious when you could be salubrious