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Strikethrough #40

Created Mon Jan 04 2021

I.
Waiting to be sculpted by foreign hands
 
This formless mucky body
 
Oozing through time and space
 
Voluminous yet bound
 
Tethered to the internal dialogue
 
of slushy organs
 
Constantly awaiting for guidance
 
and the coarse palms of another
 
To define its beauty
 
And provide a distant warmth
 
With traces of familiarity and euphoria
 
How beautifully bleak
 
II.
Waiting to be sculpted by foreign hands
 
This formless mucky body
 
Oozing through time and space
 
Voluminous yet bound
 
Tethered to the internal dialogue
 
of slushy organs
 
 
Constantly awaiting for guidance
 
and the coarse palms of another
 
To define its beauty
 
And provide a distant warmth
 
With traces of familiarity and euphoria
 
How beautifully bleak
 
 
omit the unnecessary articles
 
 
 
 
 
 
insert aimlessly searching
insert frigid skin
insert labeling through desperation
insert nothing
 
omit artificial aesthetic
 
 
III.
sculpted by hands
 
This formless mucky body
 
Oozing through time and space
 
Voluminous yet bound
 
Tethered to the internal dialogue
 
of slushy organs
 
 
coarse palms
And a distant warmth
 
With traces of familiarity and euphoria
 
How bleak
 
 
IV.
sculpted by hands
 
This formless mucky body
 
Oozing through time and space
 
Voluminous yet bound
 
Tethered to the internal dialogue
 
of slushy organs
 
 
coarse palms
And a distant warmth
 
With traces of familiarity and euphoria
 
How bleak
 
 
insert God
 
omit quantification
insert struggle
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
V.
sculpted by
This formless mucky body
Oozing through
bound
Tethered to the internal dialogue
of slushy organs
 
coarse palms
And a distant warmth
With traces of familiarity and euphoria
How bleak
 

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John T. •Instagram: @john_trunfio
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