Black you page

Back there was an 

Instant you missed it

Sense for

Body 

Comfort, your alien 

Enemy friend end

Lasso for the future you

Their cries like wind,Mary

Contrary to what you were taught

Thought higher, respiring 

Toxicity, tears recycled

Too unlinear now, no respite

No edges, no end only

curve pick a point any

You

It’s still

Thorns
thin

skin