badges of exhaustion cringe at tasks unearthed body climate soars a desert and a storm the gods beneath the feet, cling to hauntings, cling to years and decades extracted— a rupture in the skin composed of predatory meditation… we burn ourselves to grow a flame groans in soft bones a nest of cotton beckons nuanced whores bathed in their reflections— winter skies brew peculiar roars, mechanical birds full bellied full bore
destiny calls, if only you’d listen instead of swallowing your self-imposed room your self imposed metaphor heavy singed hips rattles, a snake burdens dreams sleep now wake to the sound of stretched limbs
