deep inside a howling darkness
her forearms are sliced
the skin spread
sown back with
thick thread
6 years of yesterday
hidden
under the bed.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
6 years of yesterday
Posted by nila at 9:21 AM
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About Me
- nila
- i'm happy. even if my poetry seems to focus on 'down' stuff. it's like i'm intrigued by the macabre and twist normal things to reflect that. makes it more interesting than say 'the sun is up, life is good, la la la' better to have a boiling sun piercing the day drenching my body is salty sweat'. (see response to random question)
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