train station

Image by nolifebeforecoffee via Flickr


In an inclined world
who’s the questioner and questionnaire?
fragments of bone
grounded on ink
inducing fat to be fed
all marvelously

the piston blows and all wheels turn
flammable curiosity is a mistress and master
of circuitries unbound

you live a little
breathe over thousand
under the sheath
under blows
under probe

microscopic blades
surgeries token affectionate

a tough kind of blood

life is a chemical that even the universe could not swallow whole…



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