10/06/2024
Poem written by: Sam Morris
Model: Mari Kay - Artist and Content Creator aka Katherine Acies Estelle
Photographer: .99 (IG)
Haunting repose the eyes of the outward ghostly gaze
The air does circulate the frozen haze
Grey moments laughing
At expedience of life
Walls are hanging with curtains
That we use to hide our gardens
Grow the lies again
And whisper the lows within
Voices breathe of loneliness as our brand
Stamped into our beating heart of vanes
Find occult in twain
Drag to your shadows
Your name
Shadows know us
As none others e'er could
Stitched to our souls
They are the first to discard us
We are discordant echoes