Broken Insights
Apr 24, 2021
Waking the perceptions
That drive through
Such fragmented seams,
Reaches for such visions.
Arrived in soft petals
The hunger glazes
Across the mental stones
The breathe from the crevices.
The journeys’ block
The blur of truths
Squeezing into an abyssal
Stream, that waltzes into oblivion.
