The hollows of cheeks
wrung with shadows,
indrawn for the honesty
of betrayal.
Moist eyes slurp their skull
to spermy glints.
Down to the gospel of flesh
and bone, they read silently
to one another:
everything is one...and you
are alone.
Mar 29, 2017
Mar 29, 2017 at 8:06 PM UTC
The hollows of cheeks
wrung with shadows,
indrawn for the honesty
of betrayal.
Moist eyes slurp their skull
to spermy glints.
Down to the gospel of flesh
and bone, they read silently
to one another:
everything is one...and you
are alone.
