"green"
damp hands green
beneath the nail,
paint, like seeded grass
on skin,
like envious eyes
beneath the cracked lids
of knuckles,
beneath the palm,
ruddy with blood
and motion,
peeling dead, encased
and drowned in acid tears
of turpentine.
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An Alchemy of Words
PoetryA collection of my poems, both old and new. Notable Rankings: 1 in #poetsofwattpad (2021-06-01) 1 in #poetryclub (2021-06-01) 1 in #poetrycommunity (2021-06-18) 1 in #slampoetry (2022-04-13) 1 in #wattpadpoets (2022-04-13) 1 in #wattpadpoet (2022-04...