Something falling to pieces


At the interstice between failure
and forgery. Swelling intently.
A kick and a scream.
Blankets of thought. Tug lightly
your mellow. Caustic ouvre.
Limelight withstood.
Petitioning the main.
Discursive drain. Profuse
satisfaction. We are merely.
Dead in the desert
of our innermost convictions.
Nomenclature shattered.
Spilled milk on the
tabletop. Floors wet with
wickedness. Slurped
dissonance. Faltering.

-r. miller


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