Tortured Forms Poem by Luca Menin
Tortured Forms
Tortured forms wrought in panes,
of glass loom
as dust dances through the air,
forming slender beams of blur
in this darkened prison
As I kneel deeply my rough flesh,
on midnight hills,
cascades over
Pale and humps,
full scarlet,
test of blood,
of a rose flash thorn kissing.
Spectral moon hanging in the dusky air
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