it has been raining for two days.
i wonder when it will end
this grand deluge
or perhaps it is the end?
Posted in response to the challenge Floods.
it has been raining for two days.
i wonder when it will end
this grand deluge
or perhaps it is the end?
Posted in response to the challenge Floods.
my face is a cage
and the doves inside are suffocating
in a pile of their own shit
my arms are broken wings
and their featherless forms are useless
in the mud,
in the dirt,
in the silt,
in the pores of the earth,
with the worms,
the moles,
the bugs,
what is the meaning of it all, anywho?
is it part of some grand scheme, some astral plot
to make us whole again
some day far from now?
perhaps, on the contrary, there is nothing;
are we born simply to exist?
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