Vitiligo (Skin and Victim of the Teliko)A Poem by Julius Whitfieldwear the flames proud 'round your arms i'll watch them glut glut like a disease engulf away pass the skin shed don't you hear it voices crackling crackling as the bones shed crackling as the ghost bestrides subtle eyes of beguile fed noises of greif freif from the ashes greif from the choices to survive such a disgorge rough patters h ave been carressing you reaping your skin from the beginning of this dance you retch, choke and succumb and it compresses your soul you wallow in exile searing your flesh havesting an albino sky it's in your arms lays carressed by a naked compassion it's here weakening you bleeding as you're screaming © 2008 Julius Whitfield |
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Added on February 9, 2008 AuthorJulius WhitfieldSt Louis, MOAbout21 yr old artists (writing, music, drawing, and performances) who has been befriended by pencils for years. I like to report my life's experiences through poetry and comedy, which are most of the time.. more..Writing
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