The mask on top Is more realistic Than the contortions Of a face Pressed within.

The mask on top Is more realistic Than the contortions Of a face Pressed within.
Counting up the receipts of earth-wide tabulated grief, The totals are populated with a curious set of numerals That are […]
Summer’s light brings with it isolation Into the fuming forest of boiling decibels, Hearing angles sharper than forecast symbols For […]
I barter for every edge of compassion, That the higher placed and kinder faced receive With eager brevity and an […]
I have an heirloom coat, Sewn into ready armor Which is heavier with time, And added to in people. So […]
By the few glass cut holes Through which to view, How I am absent In one motionless force, An endless […]
And I think about how Those who took their life, Would have done double Actually more than exponential, Of where […]
In an unmatched encounter came my time, To announce the victor at a loss Of a mockery made sicker Ever […]
This appetite For one another’s gaze, Happens and considerably reacts As asteroids furthering the space, Between the closely held And […]