Cellular Configurations
Cellular configurations scoop me up from the pavement
Shadow follower like my own body's outline,
Continually scatters my thought time
Through the loss of flared dappled camouflage
I feel Escher breathing mist over the bars around my body
Casting space glassways up to me,
The tail of descent hits my family
Like pebbled reflections vexing through this half-apple of a fable, m...
Tuesday 4th December 2018 7:55 pm
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