Wed, 04/25/2018 - 13:15 -- tokii

Leaking, flowing, splashing

over my fingertips, spilling at my feet

Spirit bleeding

Joy fleeting






into the impassive drain, reverberating through

the dank cavity


Abandoned, spectating the bursting of my own soul

Scraping, scooping, screaming at the sorrow puddling

Trembling beneath the torrent

Drowning amidst the deluge


Spirit flopping, thrashing, sinking

I’m clutching, clawing, pleading

Joy leaking

All fleeting

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