fragrance of appearance

Appearance poetry

there you are
blue body of snake

there
beneath the breath
behind the burden
of the senses

I am flight
a descent
a morsel of dirt
cocooned in ideas

the world
is reaching its
final beginning

it goes no further
does not reach
the entrance
of an effect

there you are
solace
of abandon

there you are
partial savoring
of a totality
devoid of purpose

I found you
Today
in heavy shadows
that the clouds drag like
hazy tits over the massive buildings

I felt like a child
draped in perception

between two fingers
grabbing every thought
like a tiny flake of ash

there you are
in my palate
rosy and peppery
as the fragrance of appearance

 

 

 

Nihilistic Poetry

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