Dominic Riccitello
Nov 20, 2016

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i find you deep corners at night thriving in the midst of a beacon delight i touch your being gravity depletes the nonsense of my brain we tango throughout the narrow of my lobes hallways with a darkened strobe our eyes wade forth haze in the thought of a past moonlight i tangle in shadows creating motions of men turned monsters i knew your arm the warmth how it turned cold how black fades the things you said imprinted in my brain you called me crazy