I feel a faint ticking in my chest
before another shiver grasps my spine...

I am a modern sonnet,
penned by a modern punk...

They are slanted.
Enchanted...

The world swallows its short-term memory,
holding a breath in its weary chest...

This brusque summer's gossip has caused my heart...
within its implications I find no room to writhe...

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reflective sclera expose stories...

Beneath the sheets ----
between the s i g h s of dreamers...

The night envelopes my senses with its cold rain,
As lights go on and off again across the...

The morning tastes stale in my mouth as I inhale,
Slowly opening my weary eyes to the new world...

Soft kisses from a pressed white collar,
Tightly bound by neatly ironed lies...

Night swallows me whole, down its long, sequined...
Nearly extinguishing all other light but that...

Collapsible;
A stage with...