Colin Marschall Poet Free verse

~gelu Pectus Pectoris~

What is purpose?
When hoary whispers cascade,
turning sensuality to slush,

and within I freeze.

Each tender touch
cracks support;
cleaves the foundation,

so all I can do is shatter
into slivers of self,

then melt into absence.

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