Poems of trībulātiō (#1)

the singsong

from your lungs

obliterated

the confusion

that was left

and

i saw

i devoured

the smoke

that blasted

when you

appeared to

my terrain

my heart started

beating

your voice started

gulping

my system

but this

is erroneous,

wrong;

as to love

is to fall,

your smile

is

my

downfall.

-m.r.

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