By: Shelbi Henny
A sanction that produces
Serenity
In canyons
Smearing tar and clay
Conversing in the beginnings
Spacing stupidity
And coiling the meanings
As emancipations declare
Me blind
And dials in crackling
Endorsements of deceptions
Explaining that the most
Hurtful part is parties
Held by receivers
And tones
Deafening the corruption
Of tan, maroon, and chalk
Tracing my tachycardia
Eyes resting in shadows
As water bounce reflections
On cracks
How beauty is produced at
Night
When the fire burns out
And we are stuck in a cave
shelbi confessions 
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