20 october 2020
Something Different
Transcribing my emptiness,
like emulating an ape-
to study the anatomy-
of a scar.
There was a brutal assult.
Uninterpretable was the ink,
like the blood spilled
after the vein collapsed.
An egg within an egg
would change the gender
of a name. A different money
was needed to appease the god.
The skin-sperms, and the
cut flowers. Times have changed.
I cannot fly like you.
I would write an ode to the nightimglae.
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