eloping tears. filled with elephant skins,
just around the eyes.
the way he described me;
brought my bones backwards
and the shattered are now,
purposefully stacked.
it no longer is me, you see.
i am the
lowercase i in
omniscience.
preferred idle eyes
started creating paperback tears out of idle pen hands, and look where it took us. i've encountered space between us but I've blur...
