—
his eyes are calamitous
and he twitches as
his lashes sink in his skin
to whip at his cheek
and peel away his lids
—
his iris wobbles from the shockwave
and his scleras are greyed in trauma
and his brow crumbles, too
for some remission
—
and when his violent eyes close
he repents behind them
—
his descent is final
as they open just once more
and his lashes rise in suspension
—
Dec 10, 2019
Dec 10, 2019 at 8:48 PM UTC
—
his eyes are calamitous
and he twitches as
his lashes sink in his skin
to whip at his cheek
and peel away his lids
—
his iris wobbles from the shockwave
and his scleras are greyed in trauma
and his brow crumbles, too
for some remission
—
and when his violent eyes close
he repents behind them
—
his descent is final
as they open just once more
and his lashes rise in suspension
—
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