Our beloved house poet Vanessa Matic has surprised us with another poem, to be read after the break. Read her previously published work here.

BLOSSOM OF YOUR PAIN

You might be dead but not know it.
Transformation is the beyond; a very
deceased hardship of the spark of death
carried to my dear friends lips. The lifetime
of only love, the infinite kiss of death and life.
We do not care, the heaven of infernal earth to
love you. I follow the blossom of your pain.

”All feelings are eternal dreams. We must use their desire to set fire to our souls, risking for their abduction.”

–Vanessa Matic