pressure
Day 1365, stare.
Day's pictures, PoetryI look
stare
forget into
a squint
pressure builds
a double silence
for a moment
nothing
Day 1044, telling it.
Day's pictures, PoetrySlowly it rises
under the surface
pulled upwards
your truth
construct
it’s will
breaks the surface
a tear
pressure
your fear
silenced for one breath
you deliver
Nochrisis
Day 994, till dust returns us.
Day's pictures, PoetryRecurring memories.
Etchings within dark fissures.
Sourced from sudden pressure.
Caught.
Deep, unable to rise from.
Scarred till dust returns us.
Nochrisis