Insulation 2 #poem

Should I be tasting your inner feast or rainy waves of green and blue, (Buried alive, sunk in my eyes, still fighting, yes, against the brute), should I prefer effervescence to heavy liquids of abyss (the flame inside the stony  heart your endless thoughts dismiss)  when the silenced mirror breaks in outward light (your margins […]

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Is it? #poem

We close ourselves inside between our selves we’re locking up behind the mirrors the most beautiful flowers in the world we lock lest anyone should see our sensuous frailty, the red of our velvet deep inside, the fascinating sparkle of the black into the core cut through by one thought only so jealous, oh, from […]

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