Embellish the Words
the anguish of breading
in our slow soft existence
the membrane of our soul arraising
in the slow emptiness
a cut trough of darkness
arriving to our side
a shallow off a memory
surveying in our sight
spending to much time
in front of a frame
a veracity of a rage
straight up
only to be a straight strange
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