Posted on by Max Meunier

Erostasis

i follow
every tear you shed
like seas
in lunar tow
miles below
the surface wiles
of haunting

swallowing
these pools of pride
in throes
of static thunder
long denied
their place
of final resting

assimilate me
in your arms
as once you
had before
on a bed
of blurred incrimination

where all words
are thought immured
and hearts are free
from mooring
falling
from the pillars
of creation

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