maandag 6 december 2010

Three shards of blood and flesh

Three shards of metalic blood and flesh that used to form this heart of mine. Here, in your stained sink they lay. Flapping faintly, final movements of a loving life. Now wash them away, like forlorn fish, fit for sewer life. A place called home for this Early Twenty Mutant Ninja Heart, where art reflects the Soul, the Body and Mind, in a splintered rat's race of fading memories.

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