EnSynEsthesis

Delusions, quotes, and fragments from otherverse actors, nonexistent playnes, selves, and Wills. All fictional, without any origin or image, sailing sailing sailing into the Circle. Non poems, non art, no profit.

Wednesday, September 11, 2019

Rhodo Neron

I laid her hand
   on the cracks
Of trails past

Witness

-A puzzle,
    fingers dripping rose
-Shh, that is all

Its dew
     smelled
Dawn
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