Bath

For I find the adiaphoric boring

While the euphoric crumbles

In divine collapse

As all exordiums are bound to ensure being

insecure in partially dried concrete foundations.

Distill me from serenity

to algid trenches or

petrifying solitude.

It’s within, within - 

The self is the key.

-Annie Corinne, 2012

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