sparks
and cracks
I feel them
on lines I can’t see
beneath my own skin.
The hierarchies you swore to not exist
have fallen into common use.
their ranks ever filled by the same.
sparks
and cracks
I feel them
on lines I can’t see
beneath my own skin.
The hierarchies you swore to not exist
have fallen into common use.
their ranks ever filled by the same.