Sunday, January 18, 2015


Head the weight of mountains
eyes blink rain, seawater and jellyfish 
gush without warning-
the soft sofa sticks to the body 
like hell, warm and paved by your doing
and the sinking, there's an intense submersion 
into a spinning wheel, that starts and restarts 
where it stops. To feel hurt by breathing 
is sharp, only rest, reading revives 
the ailing 

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