New poetry and art and microflash by MISH, Susan Wojnar, Wayne F. Burke, Gary Beck, Nicole Oquendo, Andrea Blythe and Laura Madeline Wiseman, HERE - http://13myna.blogspot.com
While the room is melting And The Shadows come to call - Our interstellar dance steps invent history - Military Inserts insects Into my brain - Crows fly from me - so close to the whisper of an artery - Join us for air so thin you won’t breath - deterioration devours us - Thousands of spiders, centipedes, flies Erupted from my eyelids - they sacrificed themselves for the profit of a few - Crematorium Bursting with the gritty sooty dead - how could I have seen a spider from across the room, in the dark? - Did it go under the bed?
|Blood work by MISH|
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