Poet Noir

September 17, 2018


Your crime: the shift.. of distance. 

A written slope

               a heartbeat, dared.

The theft of crossing.. a moral line.


So Strike the match.

Stoke your words.


Then Watch them flicker and breathe

   ...beneath her papery bones.

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