Tuesday, October 9, 2018

[Self-Savior] a Poem







Hide in the darkest,
most secret corner of self;
It will keep you safe from manufactured growth

- though growth may come in spite,
asymmetrical from light,
It swallows the flourish of greener noons
 & orange evenings,
It renovates the flaws in a moment where
 they are disguised by flaws nonetheless
& though all may be lost in the deep chasm of isolation,
 it is a savior of rejection from the bees that will be had,
 will promise that sparing you from cross-pollination
 will be done in your honor.



-from [Labial Laughs]

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