Poetry Blogs (2017, homestead hospice neverland)
poemagraphic on Standing at the cross roads between life and death (1 hour ago)
Ghazala Lari on Standing at the cross roads between life and death (3 hours ago)
marbled fractals in my veins
til im indistinguishable
from the grey we sought to escape
every time you touch me i get smaller
morphine musicians' hoarders' holler
caught in a fever dream
and i swear that I was falling sand
too fine to catch between your palms
as we played on ligaments in neverland
"don't let me go--"
gasping and blue,
holding fast ...
Thursday 7th December 2017 10:20 pm