VermicultureA Poem by Shownashappening
If I engrave vermiculations into the flesh
Fashioning tributaries of darkness to undiscerning eyes This stone, the with-depth holding dark to its edge Open air in the midsts of ideas' cohabitations lies -The unbent, unwalled and breathable imaginations Of the of-mind, the of-life's fabrications -Drinkable precipitations © 2026 Shownashappening |
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Added on April 2, 2026 Last Updated on April 3, 2026 AuthorShownashappeningMelbourne, South East, AustraliaAboutI'm an early middle aged neophyte in many things.. always loved reading and writing for fun (the latter being of fluctuating consistency). Basically I'm wanting to write more, whether it be vignett.. more.. |

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