Titian Mic

during that slot with my thought lead
as unpouring into my head i forgot the squonky

no other stuffed pessoas of titian could grab the mic just like him

when times were tough him being boa next to the deli's kitchen did blab just right the must of his mental height being “Ill sail my own ship with my whims”

the lights were dim, his mode lead according to himself (heard by also the shelves) was divine

yikes with frowns and grins with their hurried loads went the customers exit-entrance-dooring, his sounds were now under their belt, his squonky was felt, for it was closing time

- Avalon Dakota
- 10/11/25
- 12:18pm
- Titian Mic

https://www.raskinblog.org/post/titian-mic

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