flesh to poetry;
blood to the pen.
fill inks of darkness
to the white void
with you...write letters between gaps
of the stretching space—
in this chaos,
i find solace
with you...souls to the undead,
songs for gentle breeze.
alive for those who have spoken
that words will never cease
with you...alive with you
August 25, 2023
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