Cardiac Catachresis

by Aegis   Aug 13, 2020


My cramped fingers cavort
(in the crooked nooks)
across your neck,
as our capricious lungs
collapse and crash
(into catacombs)
beneath our
chests.

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  • 3 years ago

    by Skyfire

    Wow, very modern write. I love the way the sounds of the words create the sound of bones clicking and clacking in their catacombs. (at least for me!)

    • 3 years ago

      by Aegis

      Good catch Skyfire! I chose words starting with "C" cuz I envisioned skeleton fingers clicking against each other while moving:)

  • 3 years ago

    by Aegis

    Hey thanks!

  • 3 years ago

    by Aegis

    Hey thanks!

  • 3 years ago

    by prasanna

    Nominated!

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