dehisce.

a dehisce to the moonrise
an abandon in amnesia 
rooted between honesty and a lie;

eerie strange dreams
in the mouth betraying, vomiting
words w/o consequence

shimmering as a child
in the growing year of winter;
whispers in art death,
knowing it could be better. 

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9 replies

  1. Indeed. 💜😥😌

    Liked by 2 people

  2. skippin stonez
    moonlight
    lunaticz

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