Glycolysis

Glycolysis

A Poem by j.t. Nawn

underneath my silhouette 
it's always "liek" dusk. 

i hear a marching band in the fog,
a damp echo, some dilute
nightmare.

i still exhale you.

an illuminated allegory
i will forever see.

i sense it's fundamental,
like an imperfect cell 
wanning away inside
my smoke filled lungs.

unable.

© 2014 j.t. Nawn


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Added on September 17, 2014
Last Updated on November 13, 2014
Tags: glucose, poem, poetry, writing, cell, human, love, smoke

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j.t. Nawn
j.t. Nawn

Worcester, MA



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