“I swallowed a gollup of poison.”
-A. Rimbaud
-A. Rimbaud
I.
Forgive my old-fashioned meat mask
My unbearable eyes staring without focus
My rocking back-and-forth
in the air for a voice
Forgive the air
reeking of me
and time wasted:
My collection of shame poses
My empty bone walls
My hearty composition
Lungs stuck in exhale
Forgive my old-fashioned meat mask
My unbearable eyes staring without focus
My rocking back-and-forth
in the air for a voice
Forgive the air
reeking of me
and time wasted:
My collection of shame poses
My empty bone walls
My hearty composition
Lungs stuck in exhale