everything stops.
arms fold inward,
chin meets chest,
eyes rest.
the same hands that created all things
meet clasped as arms encompass.
fluids tell the story:
spilled blood and teardrops
and a cup that overflows.
arms fold inward,
chin meets chest,
eyes rest.
the same hands that created all things
meet clasped as arms encompass.
fluids tell the story:
spilled blood and teardrops
and a cup that overflows.
posted by chong at 1:27 a.m.
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