There's more
wine
in the glass than
ink
in the
pen.
A truly conflicted
narcissist
upon
obscured
reflection.
Beauty.
Skin deep?
I'll carve
manifestos
in
flesh
when the wells run
dry.
Trace each
scar
with
shaking
fingertips and
blind
eyes.
May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 10:22 AM UTC