Miserable Souls
I want to catch your instincts
running around the wilderness
and stopped at the flow
of the grooves
patterned with nightmare
deviated from the sky's stairs
formed with carved word
of the city
in the depths
of the miserable souls.
24 August 2018
Purple Couch
Kota Kinabalu
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