esphiete.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ in my flower, with tractor tires turned to beds. mumbling “don’t tread on me,” i painted you, barber-pole-style, filled them with geraniums, the petals were pottery, confections. ╱ @semicoilon | @postsecreit… 𖣂 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ