cocoon of air

a cocoon made of air,

a world thin as paper,

with blackened blood

I use as ink- to write,

to draw, to scribble

words of fatal weight

words of wisdom, insanity

words of love and hate

figures of fate and sorrow

silhouettes of motion…

a cocoon made of air

the thin surface blackened

ash  now mixed with tears

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