Lurch

Scrolls raked along
the crevices;
limits of a breath
patched, thick.

Chiseled down the 
rumbling bark,
brimming loops,
cross road nooks of
trembling passion,
scorching rues.

A crumpled hearth
of perpetual dormancy.
Raw upon the
lisping drones of the 
bamboo,
broader than the
clearest black,
an influx- grim, vivid;
cryptic on
morsels of my
slumber, dampened 
ears...

Flashes of detached
voices, intuitions;
monotonous as this
tread-
a lurch; different
yet whole.

nostalgiafree verse

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