
Lungs of disparities
breathe in
unison
gusts.
I am
disproportionate,
Speak my voices of
dissidence
in devilish
tongues.
I am the sick in my
own mouth of
madness, and
Cold to the
bone.
I am the moonfaced
ghoul that
lives
beneath
the firmament
And
above ground,
too—
Hell
won’t even
host me.
Because I’m
disproportionate,
My many demon
voices
speak.
© 2019 Kindra M. Austin, from All the Beginnings of Everything
Hi ya Kindra… great writing – Hell won’t host you eh? 😉
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Ha! Thank you, Simon! ❤
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Always welcome Kindra 😀♥️
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Kindra M. Austin – Disproportion
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Thank you! ❤
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You’re welcome
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