Sonoran

August 10, 2016August 10, 2016 / Salvatore Ala

Sang to bones
Stretched earshot
Sounded my steps
Sundered my sense
Spilled blood space
Spirited my smoke
Stung like scorpions
Struck like fangs
Scorched with cold
Suspended in stars
Severed division
Subtracted surplus
And surrounded me

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