I break words
like bricks on blocks.
Red dust fills the air,
ears hear
crumbling,
strength breaking
bonds forged in pressure.
Words break a part
in t o lett e r s
s ome mor e
odd tha n ot h ers.
S o
t h e y
f a l l a p a r t , a l l
o
v e r
t h
e
p
ag e.
1 comment:
this is awesome! love the disintegration...
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