Hollow,
I am about
to squeak
soundless shouts
of emptiness,
Hollow,
I'm this
close to
fist, grin,
wrist, razor,
Hollow,
I'm heading,
Hollow,
Low.
Secret
tranced by Raffaella Ciavatta Labels: bi, circles, dualism, pattern, poetry, visual poetry at Saturday, May 16, 2009
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