elevate I to end

Human Form

age
a film of thaw
rosy tender flesh
your perfect target
agonic wine deadly aim
by the non-appearance closer
logical surrender instance of essence
point drop angular arpeggio by the moon

    eye                  eye
                oh

              human

      form around the cellar
by side                     raised younger

  

lost in the sympathy of quivers
tingling by the mindwake of emptiness.

 

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