I Am Carbon
I am Carbon
In the cluttered dens of an out lived class
Lives Chandra hearts A butterfly playing songs with its wings.. butterfly
A effigy to the soul detailed with golden skulls burned into a tote pole of diamonds and rubies.. totem pole
In a vital valiant hope of preserving it's memories in sand and dirt
..the beach
Partisan delinquent corners the markets on the copious myriads of clones
To be one with the world,to be able to speak to the birds..the birds
Zombies at sunrise is me lost for all those years
The obsession of the dead looking for life
She challenges with her liquid teethe like a chess game
She constructs with every breathe
A bridge between what is said and what is not
A union of steel gold ivory and gems
I am mescaline vapour and then i am a tap to trip and drip until the end
I am mescaline vapour and then i am a tap to trip and drip until the end
Copyright © Greg Slode Smith | Year Posted 2023
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