i feel you killing me -
i'll die happily
in a slow and lovely decay
but sometimes it feels like a
violent
death
a sudden spilling of
greens and yellows
your irises
bleeding into
the black of my hollow gut
you lift me up
put my head in the clouds
oh, but you're pulling me down
i'm drowning in the air around you
quietly
quietly
YOU ARE READING
Dysphoria
Poesia"I dreamt I grew roots and sunk into deep earth, Where mud became my skin and dampened grains freckled my surface, I opened my mouth wide for the sprouting branches Leaf-speckled limbs And sunflowers blossomed from my eyes, Sunlight bled in waves, w...
