iron rimmed stone
Luogo é in inferno detto Malebolge
-- Dante
to arrive
at a state
where statements bend
when wildflowers turn
air
when wings save one
from the hate
that builds
as if to say
i am not some trojan
carrying the generations
like carcasses on my back
or to say
this field yawns
wide
and
spirits
fall
through
some trap
intended
to spare
a road
now a chasm
barely visible
i tear these eyes out
for you.
to arrive
as if to say
or to say
and
i tear these eyes out
for you.
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