Luis Neer - ​poem written with baudelaire lyrics

a dim light— writhing desperate twisting w/o reason this life scorching & shrill you feel the horizon— inevitable rise— the voluptuous night you forget your own hunger like mayflies guilt peeling you feel it on your back the dark doorway the mind the spine your skin falls the heart is full of funeral dreams your back folds around you o cocoon of the blanket o restoration old shadow