whaleA Poem by ɴᴏɪʀ ネスpity for a poor
a gentle current pushing the peace with it
there’s a faint noise, a warble if you will keeping me in tune with the soft delicate sounds my knees give way and my shoulders sag relieving the pressure meant to stand this was sworn to secrecy but the collapse it stays unspoken then a disruption the universe is upset ripping away at my chest towards my skin escaped, is the poisoned life force that lingered © 2026 ɴᴏɪʀ ネス |
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