the red chaos



Couldn’t get more of your sudden furtive sturdiness
An opaque rocked up fence selectively expelling me
Putrid words you utter get minced to bitter characters
Why I smell those underlying notes in repellant vapours?
And, well you mean the impossible as you say this now..
Will soon  strike a being a stranger again?
Such simple seems these unsolvable binding complexities
How felt are their spiralling cravings, but is it inner or outer?
Would make them float in dissolved convergence within me
Wouldn’t make them either invisible or clot hard emotionless
Synthesize very own glassy breathing bubbles making me alive
Transparent miniature huts where I wait ageless for your return
Bearing memories of your succulent petals with kissing scents
Precise castle of calculations  is in a puzzled disappearance
When bloods of timeless faith get pumped by clairvoyance

enclosed pic courtesy: Chaos 10by ~Narcisse-Shrapnel


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