Incisor by Spicy Digits

Mar 12

Incisor

In witnessing the cults
The noise gets louder
In hearing the noise
Our eyes grow wider
In breathing their words
Our lungs filter

And filter.

Eat at our table
And you will become her.

Written by

Spicy Digits 35/F/Australia

(35/F/Australia)

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