Christian axioms
erased
melt me in tremours
 
Bitter coffee
feels
birth balcony
from dry leaves
 
Time jokes
burning silk
on nose wiffs
 
Your skin
washing machine
salvation on deep silence
 
Rose cutting
in raw flesh
soul's a arid vase
 
Epidermic flows
through the sidewalk
your humidity
 
Bulgarian tobacco
on your lips
ocular link
my wreckage
 
On feet
becomes
ventricular thoughts
 
Your body
pul sa ti ng
my head
pu ls ing
 
To venture
in your legs
p-u-l-s-e
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