Poems from amphisbaena
One of the lizard people; yes, Zuck is one of us.
Currently observing the world as it burns and exploring the nature of those responsible for it. What does it mean to be human? Why are you obsessed with living? Why is death so beautiful?
Music plays
Fades
Into rhythms that move
Become swirling sounds
That look a lot like you
When you call me, do you hear the strain ...
If you
Kiss me like that
I won't be able to breathe
If you
Love me like that
Will I be able to scream?
He speaks to me in riddled...