breeding villanelles

[_swastika]

I study the geography of the human body without being able to take apart the phlegm from the loculi of my pharynx, without being able to discern the yellow of mourning from the yellow of sputum. An ulcer, a civilisation of politically-astute bacterium conduct post mortems on the roof of my mouth, even as I douse the fires of rebellion with water,

Comments

[_concrete]

You are a breath of fresh air.
I love how crude the imagery in this is.

[_swastika]

Isn't it sad that all that, every aching sentence is true? I am oh-so-sick now.

[garlickbytes]

There's nothing crude about your imagery, just striking. But who's to say or believe, as a matter of fact, the word of another creepy stranger-stalker-of-incredible-ljs? Ah well. Hope you get better. Here's some potential laughter to help the process: Not wise, but cute.

[_swastika]

I love you and I'm adding you. <3