Updated: Jan 31, 2022
By ALLIE BEENE, January 23, 2022
portal between the ins & outs
a thin panel at most
filled by crumbled bones
of unfortunate crawlers
found dead
in no man’s land
corpses are shredded
by wind & hungering soldiers
leaving haphazard wings
so delicate
witherable to dust in one swift motion next to
an eroding eye
once-colorful turquoise
a kaleidoscope of lenses
from a hapless fly
disintegrated by the fiery wrath
of time spent stuck
in my window
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