The murder of flowers with insensitivity. Gloved hands prevent the two-way staining. Burying a weeping lotus behind an abandoned clinic. Antiseptic words as limiter and fertilizer. A geisha watches from around the corner with glassy eyes. White paint etched clean by petal-shaped tears. Unidirectional work, done in silence. The recently disturbed earth grants the deep relief of clean exhaustion. The quiet retching on the taste of cloying memories remains.
11:21 p.m. - 2019-08-19
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