revelations

my beautiful mother coming home by week’s end, her road to recovery is still to be traveled

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boiling blood

boiling blood
coagulates like milk
clogging thoughts
thwarting permeation
to the heart

raging senses
flame anxiety
heat depression
lacerate hope
undernourishment
of the mind
as blood thickens
the heart hardens

like curdling milk
the soul sours
until

no contentment
in cool flowing breezes
only writhing anger
in hot spiraling winds

animated refuse

animated refuse