Poems from Apop Tosis

Clumsy moves on tippy toes spinning on those itchy carpet floors vibrant colors and familiar smells he takes it all he takes some more......
Mortal the word which strikes fear in our bravest and shakes even the most reasonable minds... giving birth to ardency in apostasy  but...
go quietly away drift like the dust and the rubble through the wind and the rain let it rust and be settle walk not through the fire for it...
I feel her chest expand and I know she is alive we are chained together this amputee and I twigs break like bones beneath I carry her along...
This poisonous fog is evocative I long for catharsis resolution to this narrative a task which stands arduous... this nefarious corner of...

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