The Metamorphosis Of The Volcano


an angel's tongue in a vulgar mouth
she used to be my dreams
a time i cracked out of the cocoon
i am forming like lava
molding the sap
the cells of my precosity moving together
in a stream of ambivalence
the search for divinity
written behind awestruck eyes
a pressed faerie
frozen in a foreign time
insides dirty the glass
i push myself against

i am fumbling in an infrared existance


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