Wednesday, February 27, 2019

Isolate fleck of angst
grey sun in the depths
streaming agonized beams
over the broken gaze
and the welcome of the meek hills
in the chains of discontent
he had tasted order
forsaken the train of occurrences
numb in a swathe of green leather
fork of events where velvet tears rock
the ink heart penetrates
a singing ulcer,
rooftops are canonized
as living bodies
the gold yield of silver space.

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