A void, yet to melt.

a void
evoked, from the inside,
outwards.

in struggle not to collapse
softer breeze, pieces linger.
bad, black, unpure blood being poured over into it

redefining one's self
allegedly to seek the feeling,,,,,
the ownership being yours-to-take

invading;wading

to get to
divert the road, adjusting to one's need. selfishness at its best.
once more
in an opposite direction.
each gesture, saved for later.
indexing every part of them. lusting.

raising from the surface only to provide a sign,
explicitly.
no deductions
but in the inner part : intuition.

detach from it.

and yet, it surpasses any from of logical explanation, comprehension.
where is the line?

flakes of snow shattered and fired impulsively
from this mouth.
to the other.

adhered from the moment contact is made.
forcing him
to render the answer.

in this case : the opposites are distant
the weakness shows
the printers print from the heart, that of unethical pleasure.
the assembler assembles with patience. each piece.
foremeanted. tormented.
Boundary/there's no such word.
I'm


a martyr,
for you.



soo,nest and not exp,ecting
in a cycl,e
improving the welfare of the creature.
the well-raise,d one.
the naive,,,heavy-handed one.

the finest moment : vowels are unprecise - and weakly shot from the upper part of him.
abbreviating, not caring.
reading chapter by chapter, carefully
for he is being watched.

the creature : after kneeled
trust-worthy even from the start-
begging. cornered
for indefinite time.

self-sufficient up to the point in which the void started.


I would starve for you.