24 july 2023
With Soft Feeling
I was my own
slave to walk on rose
petals to feel
the kingdom.
Dishonesty was
at large. I will not shun the
truths of bitter lips.
No mineralization was
there in pure eyes.
You could sail on the frozen lake.
What a thousand
words won't do. I did it with
skin and bones.
A flower vase. Flawless.
You want to write
the name of unknown.
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