Journey to the Lexicon - Wound — Turning Point

Write.as

Factuality

Ownership

A state prior to the scar, a perfect mark of the blow, the word absorbs the flesh that ogres saw, and far from this devastation, one caresses its veins with pleasure, rests or copulates on its shreds. But now the tear becomes the lair where I slept for perhaps one hundred and fifty-six thousand nights, alongside a stereophonic cricket and the wind that bent the tips of spears, a refuge where the barked one covered me, alive. Even now, as I sweat…