Intent

Author, void of interest
Writing hollow fictions
To mend passive aching
Muscles atrophying

Bedsores stretch across my limbs
Resting compound fractures
Bones twisting through the skin
From the outside in

Visions of an empty home
Portraits of relatives above the couch
Rotting from the inside out

And its not anything
Intent on nothing at all
Obstructed veins
Creating stasis
Regress to a crawl

And its not everything
Intent on nothing at all
Obstructed veins
Creating stasis
Regress to a crawl



Credits
Writer(s): Trey Boyte
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