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Description
The jungle of birth snares and bares
Flesh into world-wide view but does
Not question the mark of mystique
Even as it slides in to kiss the cheek
To breath deep on pale skin blind
From the under carriage of sun and sky.

Rambling vines of fingers clutch and grasp
And would mouth their words into speech
But are lost with silence, in the labyrinthine
Of common misplaced knowledge ; of the
Mistaken times and self-important minds.

alexis [link]

35mm cross processed & scanned & edited with levels

Description
The jungle of birth snares and bares
Flesh into world-wide view but does
Not question the mark of mystique
Even as it slides in to kiss the cheek
To breath deep on pale skin blind
From the under carriage of sun and sky.

Rambling vines of fingers clutch and grasp
And would mouth their words into speech
But are lost with silence, in the labyrinthine
Of common misplaced knowledge ; of the
Mistaken times and self-important minds.

alexis [link]

35mm cross processed & scanned & edited with levels