the arm tears away from the socket-
to clasp It-
the eyes ping pong from clouds to graves-
to get an image of It-
the legs disintegrate ligaments and tendons-
to catch up to It-
the mind tortures the body-
in conquest of It-
peace is It's iridescent, incomparable, embrace
About the Creator
Jada Ferguson
A poet/writer whose ideas/concepts usually come at the most inopportune times. The pull to bring my vision to fruition can be felt in every piece. Really trying my best to be my best.
Creator of #StoopHaikus (soon to be a phenomenon)
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