Member Poem

Life is continuous rolling on asphalt
while the heart clamors

for one moment when breathing

it is just spinning on circles at solid ground

 

Mud walks where heart dislocates
every twisted piece under your sneakers

inside this Dictatorial State.

 

The safest place now is the left ventricle

 

Life vociferates
fog's reefer

from soul's cigarette

s mo k in g

 

The explosion
from voice distortion

hus h ed d e ad dr y

 

Devastated onto hope
that persists

pu ls ing