8/15/2021

In The Combined Pockets of Night

The nomenclature was shunned invariably. As being off mark. But then it became apparent. Not everyone's midge gained. Alabaster swarms nestled under. Head full of sea kelp starred lights. A bundle of tree roots bleeding in the dark. One bloody femur shaped like a foot. The oceanic depths captured in a cherry blossom. A slick of bifurcating eyes blinking shut. The proximity of these vistas lost in the shuffle. Communication between these networks, a salient matter. 


 
 

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