the parable changed shape;
changed eyes
mathed your spine
in the winter
follies did mellow;
tides rose
kissed gray sand goodbye
again this summer
earth formed crust;
toes tore
veins painted paper
red as you danced through my rib cage
May 29, 2014
May 29, 2014 at 7:19 PM UTC
the parable changed shape;
changed eyes
mathed your spine
in the winter
follies did mellow;
tides rose
kissed gray sand goodbye
again this summer
earth formed crust;
toes tore
veins painted paper
red as you danced through my rib cage
