Friday, May 12, 2017

two metal blades


life presses
a soul to the ground

turns her
into a helpless bug

pedaling, first hastily
with time slowing down

her cumulated feelings
reduced

to two main sentiments
and their variant forms of absence

two metal blades
tightly merged with each other

inside a funneled
time-space-continuum

fear and love
their absence

vacuum