SarcophagusA Poem by Dionysus CainWhat it means to you
Stay my distance Knowing my distance Closer, than farther away
Singlefileline metamorphosis
Transfiguration on display
The comfort is pain, Consumed inside of flies Bent back fingernails
Articulate solicitor
Pretending about there, Which isn't here
Generic composure
Wide open in a field To experience such a thing I can't go with you Looking up at the rain
Save yourself
I'll continue to search here in vain, for me © 2010 Dionysus Cain |
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