Thursday, February 21, 2008

Drainage


my soul has spilled over
an inkwell bubbling

it is dripping down my legs;
spider veins and

trickles

a river of resin
streaming from eyeballs

settling into murky pools
that bury my ankles

like shackles
a crack in iron

and it is running, free, free,
free, free, free.

i am melting
from the inside out

my black rainbow
escapes.

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