The necrophilia
obsessed landmass
consuming those of latent movements.
Just consumed
touched upon over time
intimate details decayed within its touch,
I'm standing on a graveyard of pasts.
My hands as a child played in their essence
this tome of a world
where the living
play upon the reflections of deceased memories.
Mar 7, 2017
Mar 7, 2017 at 6:33 AM UTC
The necrophilia
obsessed landmass
consuming those of latent movements.
Just consumed
touched upon over time
intimate details decayed within its touch,
I'm standing on a graveyard of pasts.
My hands as a child played in their essence
this tome of a world
where the living
play upon the reflections of deceased memories.
