Poetry Blogs (cthulhu)
My scars have piled up like leaves on Autumn grass.
My knees are a testament to lake pollution
My hands tell the story of a rambuncious youth
yearning for adventure.
My thighs are a roadmap of mental illness
and a fondness for razor blades.
My face bears the craters from a begone allergy
My mouth is the magnum opus of a poorly trained dog,
whom I miss everyday....
Monday 21st October 2019 3:57 pm