Mental lightning,
chills,
striking,
fibers firing in the storm.
Where am I?
matter dilated:
dark,
grey, and moist.
Red,
tentacling vessels;
bony shell
washed to the shore.
Help, oh help me!
or I’m lost;
being
airborne and forlorn.
Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 12:37 PM UTC
Mental lightning,
chills,
striking,
fibers firing in the storm.
Where am I?
matter dilated:
dark,
grey, and moist.
Red,
tentacling vessels;
bony shell
washed to the shore.
Help, oh help me!
or I’m lost;
being
airborne and forlorn.