J-A-B-I-A-S - Poem by shameka jones
You are my journal as i write my abstract thoughts in to you.
heart broken as it dilapidates to the floor, restoring it piece by piece as it still crumble to the floor.
Isolating myself into this dimension that is disembodied. Letting my soul bleed.
Being anonymous to the anatomy of the human form.
Sketching my anatomy with a passionate desire of love.
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