Vanishes the creator of visible creation, escaping, shunning. Hiding through bloody leaves roaring on hit junk. Silvery lashes of shimmering silent, fat giggling.
Hot light infecting bluish storm of ancient feelings.
Slipping, moist, yellowish dust: scraping pressure’s moves.
Florid flash, dried, dug among bony trenches and muscular hills.
Cuneiform flakes hauntingly replicating reflected images of ruffled faces, altered glare of lanky pretender.
Struggling the circular run, roundish and dramatic in encasing, preserving, inside grapes shred condensed tears.