“How many Tears can be Seen?” – Short Poem

How many eyes can perform the ocean's settling

To be drowned of itself,

To form the desert, at its feet?

I am your new light

That exists, only to be in fright

Of many whiles, where tears are shed,

As skin is shed

Over the Hell I call my home,

Over the well that collects the blood

That falls from my empty gaze.

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