The Glass Delusion


The Glass Delusion


Water runs through her veins

A symptom of love melancholy that

Flowers in the tented sky

The horrid scented funereal flowers

Instill Death’s presence —the glass delusion

We do not know our own souls and

Life in itself means nothing


 Sophia Benito

Sophia Benito is a writer from San Diego who writes creatively for online publications. She can found at @Sophiaa_Benito on Twitter.


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