the voltage got to me,
shocked me.
there's a blueprint
covered in molten chalk,
a morse code,
uninterpreted.
the white roses ripen
an unearthly simplicity-
concave and narrow
sweeping below the marrow.
like rotting danger.
the white roses ripen
pulsating thumps on my thigh
as my screams vibrate
off the ozone.
hear me holler.
the white roses ripen
the white roses ripen
the white roses ripen,
christen me.
Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 6:47 PM UTC
the voltage got to me,
shocked me.
there's a blueprint
covered in molten chalk,
a morse code,
uninterpreted.
the white roses ripen
an unearthly simplicity-
concave and narrow
sweeping below the marrow.
like rotting danger.
the white roses ripen
pulsating thumps on my thigh
as my screams vibrate
off the ozone.
hear me holler.
the white roses ripen
the white roses ripen
the white roses ripen,
christen me.
