Verdigris Poem by jerome moore

Verdigris



Influx of insecurities flowing to a point and filling her flesh with heat and sorrow.
Here is where the hood is removed and the trip peaks.
I rode on the diamond carousel verdigris and murdered all the men you took to bed
and I became inflected with hissing steel.

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