there are certain variables
that compose my anatomy,
i cannot control.
much with the carnal desire
and the hunger for flesh,
i am unstable
composed of particles
of vicious vehemence.
sometimes it is too much,
tenebrous matter overflows
and nebulae form
underneath my capillaries,
begging for there to be
a supernova.
YOU ARE READING
Stage Play
Poesía" All the world's a stage and all the men and women merely players; they have their exits and entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages" - William Shakespeare ********** || Oh, but this is all an act...
