Abstract
SYNESTHETICS
I hunt endlessly, searching the clouds
Beware of the questions of the blind
I twitch and swallow the slimy loneliness
A flawless bite bled the air
Tones snore arousing my despair
I lie vertically striving for perfection
But the clatter in my spine disturbed my senses
I am deaf to the steps that crackle along the way
in the uncreated
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