A seam in the eye,
cracks in the heart,
a hole hidden within
the fold of humanity,
Festering and boiling,
producing sensations
cracks in the heart,
a hole hidden within
the fold of humanity,
Festering and boiling,
producing sensations
so alien,
filling up the soul
and body until
emotion
is
all
we
are.




..u know u have poem fllowing in ur blood dear..u r natural poet.
3 old applause
