Repress these thoughts
a tearing asunder
milky lens and foggy bottom
a cure for you, oh
wretched race
Who dares to gaze
upon thy face
shall catch a glimpse of
floating cinder and
raze the city to the ground
Breathin’ ever only
in the margins
in the space
between the pages
a shoulder to cry
Existence / eXistenZ
a body to flatten
so wholesome - forbidden
so hidden - entrenched
a thought that
never dies but
Paint this moment
in hierogylphic wavelength
patterns washed into this
human thicket
My swan
don’t look beyond
your Delta
my swan
don’t turn around
your Nile.