This room transfigures into the teapot my cursed soul lying liquidated in, a cavernous volume partially…
Isolated under a stranger roofconfined to a space not my ownwith bare minimum of…
Every dayI hear the clockStrike — igniteA sensationOnly to surpriseTemporarily
How is one herePresented with endless possibilities to exploreDays and days ahead of them to navigate…
Stuck within
the void felt when the heart shrinksat the sight of redundancycan more accurately be drawn as…
I tried to be receptiveto the coming madnesseven inverting the visionthat came to pat me on the back…
The same flags aren’t wavingerasure has closed the minefieldtorn down the trenches and wire…