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.
polished beads
adorn my heat again to seam through the veins of my heart and inside the steel of my toe. i see pink clouds in her hair; she seeds thunder...
