i breathe  
one breath at a time  
each inhalation linked to the exhalation before it  
yet every breath stands alone  
theres something tenuous about it  
this soft machine is on thin ice  
being devoured by time in innocent increments  
like a moth eats wool
my heart
a little gorilla  
wearing itself out  
 my eyes are bright  
like yellow lanterns  
if you saw me  
you would say  
good bones  
yet all hinges  
on a muscular rhythmic pulsating machine  
like a determined jaw chewing    
yet on the verge of betrayal  
a glitch  
of karmic indecision    
in destinies wheel house  
a red fist locus banging 
ones immense sense of self  
a vainglorious elaboration  
built over a small pulsating muscle  
dumb blood flesh knot pulsing  
scarlet tribe  
throne of my very soul  
great sovereign  
splitting open of its own accord    
a sudden rip from life  
to a dead sea eternity  
the final frontier  
Written by zebrablack (Zebra Black)
Published | Edited 20th May 2017
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