"extinguishing"
sounds are getting louder. i must've looked
out of my bedroom window one
thousand times. i've heard noises in the
yard. perhaps it is
the lamb of god. a representation of
what i have been lacking for all of my years.
hands close the curtains without second
thought. dust in the room migrates toward
my eyes, nose, and mouth. laying contorted i
manage to lose myself in weightlessness.
wordless submission
represents the man on the bed.
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just some experimentation. wrote on a whim, perhaps edited tomorrow, perhaps not. i suppose we shall see.
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