Tepid and turbid waters
Snaking through these veins
Looping round the obstacles.
It seeps through
Corroding till it leaks through
The orifices.
The weaknesses.
Blooms at the tip of my soul
Dances at the edge of the heart
I am on the brink of consciousness
At the height of brokenness…
Theorie de ma Connaissance
- Aoise Minjiba
- Randomness & Silence. The Inquisitor & The Anarchist. In a time-space continuum, spinning a warped reality. Relativity and Authenticity. Authentique mais pas vrai. Esprit. L'existence ou l'essence.
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