the scent of closeness,
carries with it the tumid
space of animal nature.
edges encountering edges in
brilliant survey...some will
surpass others for survival.
matters of all stripe will inform
the balance, you're fully committed...
there's no way out.
no way in.
dig deep, then dig deeper...forget
flesh--bone is only the beginning.
we eat ourselves alive, as well as
others.
bones are the impartial memory of that
hunger...continuously recoated with
flesh till that hunger's no more.
Oct 29, 2018
Oct 29, 2018 at 1:17 PM UTC
the scent of closeness,
carries with it the tumid
space of animal nature.
edges encountering edges in
brilliant survey...some will
surpass others for survival.
matters of all stripe will inform
the balance, you're fully committed...
there's no way out.
no way in.
dig deep, then dig deeper...forget
flesh--bone is only the beginning.
we eat ourselves alive, as well as
others.
bones are the impartial memory of that
hunger...continuously recoated with
flesh till that hunger's no more.
