#geometrics
the ocean of my bloodline calls out to me
from the sinew of my scars
we walk, strangers on parallel shores
the cigarette butts have been rubbed out all over my inner thigh
a flash there
another here
the platinum shackles on my ears and hand
betray my animosity
- this is no social call
Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 5:04 PM UTC