Hidden black nests

viernes, julio 22, 2022

 United nests of blood. They lose days. They take branches. volatile. Like any road. They take their flight. Dry. Corrupted night flight. To disappear To leave scars. His tattoos. Of the new day that closes. Nests close mouths. Close words. Hide sun. Falls off. In outer space, it floats. Drawn by the dark. Hidden black nests. Transparent to light.

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