petals falling
right to the palm from the arm
give the question
of not who but,
why am I?
am I how??
The incorrection is the answer
Petals shrinks into brown
falling they continue
The hand of Turning
hard gray cracks
The hunger that felt for awhile longer
The body of all shapes
the colors of nonexistent
by gray to soft
the cracks stays
the naked body stands
the image is fuzzy
germination to the arms and back
the cracked hand connects the cracked face
small growth of roots
its opens
but....
the belly touch-me-not
flows as walk the body
hill that is waist grass
goes down and up
the ups and downs lavender chest
the unstable legs the stomps
of down
Please the hunger
the awhile please
elbows turns gray
never perfect holes
to hear the butter cup at the ears
but why is a noise?
Dot Dot Dot Dot
Dear old sweet peas holding neck
Will not strain
Quickly run into the sun
that is forever in touch
Awhile please longer
Let the hunger finish
the knees starts to gray in cracks
Their chin as Hellebore
The thing that wants
is unspeakable
here is unspeakable?
Cant say.. can't know and will
never
The air becomes wet
The body must be neat something to
the answer
Its kicking it in
Unstoppable
The feet that touches of uncountable
of tiniest rocks
The body sits downs and looks at
Sun the gives the answer
The smile of roots.
Aster falls beneath eyes
the falling continues
One of Aster fall to the
right to the palm from the arm
give the question
of my answer is here
who is here?
The answer is the incorrection
The mind of the body
thinks the body is the answer
the answer
but thats correct
The answer is....
is...
the answer is....
Dont crucify the body please
However the body pleases to smile
the body turns the cold
the gray the cracked
The body continues to smile
To smile
is to forget to worry
As it sits there
Forever and After forever
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Erasing White
PoetryI thought of making poems. Longest of the long or letter of short. Who will know?
