your
presence
is this
clean
bright
sharp
resonant
crisp
clear
driven
dirty
bitey
driven
filthy
snarling
barking
brutal
wailing
screaming
song
leaving a lilt
of evanescent
imbrication
of penumbra
heartbeats,
rippling the
ribcage of
metamorphosis
envy engulfed mine
while bliss filled yours
- cade
YOU ARE READING
Ribcage
Poetry❝ Hearts are wild creatures, that is why our ribs are cages. ❞ © nate k. 2014
