fire of the unborn

Poetry Blog

Born

as
limb

annexed

to
p   r    o    c      e      s        s

my life
a finger

fiddling with
crystals of perception

the experience
alone

a purposeless
flight

truth… ?

simple,
the unwritten
manifesto
of the sky

death comes

I am one more wave crashing
swelling and then
absorbed back

into
formless
immanence

disappearing once more
into fire.

Nihilistic Poetry

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