Saturday, February 18, 2017

In Depression Comments

Rating: 4.5

Your face swims like
a myth.

Night spreads the veil
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Satish Verma
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Lantz Pierre 18 February 2017

Trepanation allowed the brain to bloom like an amaryllis after a brush fire. The pressure of which card to play. The suicide Jack beats anything without a face. Light from the east breaks in waves over the angles of the cheekbones. That blush of love. Of life.

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