Thursday, 10 April 2025

sweetened shadow

 with shaded green who

rose through their shadows.

i will embark on your stems now

and embrace your veins into mine.

i am supreme in your direction

towards purple skies fading deeply

slowly

into an unwanted fist.

i have let go;

goodbye, fire,

hello freshly,

shredded,

skins.




blushing old bride

 came for the nearing heights to wait on the toe of our left cornered kiss; remember the suction of our peace? how often does it forget? I a...