WAVEFORM

I am the space beneath the wave

As above and yet

As below?

As the light caresses like a shimmering snake

I feel the boil

I taste the break

The blood gently screams down my face

I tremble to utter, but my breath anticipates

A hue of orange just below the nape

In a dream I awake

I seek to see

I beg to escape

Of the confines

Of my mistakes

what.

is.

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