bleeding orchid gun

[wylde]

.

sitting in balled knots
of foetal dispositions
moments wrap skin
untwined

glare of a hovering sun
resonating mantras
down days lazy dins
melting a bleeding orchid gun
triggering telescoped unmagnified sins
down the barrel
of indecisions gaudy tarted up apparel

letting go
of letting go
holds me back

together

.

[wylde]

reverse all axis's to unlick time to the big bang and simply whimper onwards & upwards?

or load dictionary.com with a 360 bullets a second; into a Gatling gun, firing them out @ the Alamo?

even the utterly unintended can sometimes be truly beautiful.




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