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the sound of crumbling walls

Posted to Action Poetry




from my ears
a harsh noise emits
my stuffing
losing substance
as i split open
under dirtied hands
in a variety
of ghostly colors
alleviated by a snot rag
under a hammering moon
speed limits signs
sins and architecture
slathered red
the exotic dark
surrounded
in the simulated jungle
of a mind gesturing
crying out
hanging over
a balcony
hideously black