Extinguished at Boarder
I spend too many days
Following the lines
Stepping in place
The godfather looks on
With blind benediction
Grace for the linear
Wrath for the margins
Margins
I am everything you don’t want. I am everything you left behind #9 /
Image my own
Disgorged
Inside out
Rendered forth
Discomfort witnessed in the stains
Testimonies of spectres
Less than nothing
Same, not the same.