Slicing blood is dripping down,Slicing 8 hours ago in Visual & Found Poetry
Slicing into virgin skin,
Can you hear my cries?
misanthropeThe overview of investments, leaving the observer breathless.misanthrope22 hours ago in Visual & Found Poetry
Gather the complementary matter. that God given right, an exterior motive.
We're sound, in a horrible choir. Written inquiries go unnoticed. Vertigo dressing up my impulses with contradictory colors. They stand out from the densest parts that can surface.
No lighting casts glare needed to blind us. In this moment, a youthful wonder. Even now it is behind us. Rash thrusts for desire. the granite in shapes of a bold future. A cold finger to point out the condensation on freezing glass.
Vertigo, one glance over. A severance from the past.