Forest of skin
no longer will I trace your topography
The petrichor
- gone -
exiled from capsuled prison
Your face lain peaceful beside me
Indifference will grow
cored apple - shriveled
Hopefully fertile for another
Silence and stranger
Two existences
Will again
Possess between one another
relationship - destruit - redefined
compost ready cores
Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 9:55 PM UTC
Forest of skin
no longer will I trace your topography
The petrichor
- gone -
exiled from capsuled prison
Your face lain peaceful beside me
Indifference will grow
cored apple - shriveled
Hopefully fertile for another
Silence and stranger
Two existences
Will again
Possess between one another
relationship - destruit - redefined
compost ready cores
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