
Smiles
I’m followed by a shadow called danger it smiles occasionally the grin is disfigured and frightening to the unlearned, almost beautiful in the smile is a joke with no humor and little patience the joke is a twisted, morbid affair with little humor and undeniable hunger knowledge of the instruments of ire very useful in thought and deed severed voices combine on the wire combustion impact oranges blossom add another scar to my life gangrene rehabilitation blood of the fruit flows in floral vintages thick and sweet tainted white with a twist of shameless passion Mercy hospital plays heart-strings a … Continue reading Smiles
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