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Rowan S
Poems
Apr 2019
(...beloved pestilence!")
I have ignored the warning signs
teetering, all a' kilter
upon this precipice
to breathe, hard air
a gasp, of frigid life
tip into another one
trip into oblivion
my mornings are strains of
ichor from within
ochored bile an offering
to a porcelain god
an illness slinks
through these
capillaries
sandpaper stress
scrubs my marrow clean
to bleached
pale
bone
#stress
#stressed
#internalize
#cram
#avoid
Written by
Rowan S
26/US
(26/US)
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