Karineh
Mahdessian
so
thati know not
what the bottom
of
my abyss feels like
i smoke
cracked dreams
&
piped nightmares
stand naked
on corner streets
&
slang away
my words
desperate
to
make sense
so
that
i know not
what the bottom
of
my abyss feels like
i take
blunt razor blades
peekabooing from eyelids
&
peel away memories
desperate
to
stay alive
Wow, this is beautifully complex in it simplicity and full of visual dances
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