it blooms and there's no telling where the roots are

Sat, 02/10/2018 - 11:31 -- fduffy

leave no trace

hear the chest rise and fall

the laugh echoing underneath the soles of feet

camouflaging as pulses and hiding as dust

but it’s faceless cruelty(chemical rioting)

gnawing the stomach for a home

permeating in pores

vertebrates with four chambers will point fingers

in all directions but

any effort to eradicate will prove futile

for it’s something more out of focus

it’s these violent waves of emotions

feral, fetal, and fatal

 

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