I'm so sick of me (Remove filter)
to thrash (10/14/2018)
a miser
managing middles
planting loosestrife,
caught with coroner's hands
pallid as the pale horse
waiting to ride
an irony
taking lunch on a crossbeam
next to so-called friends
bound solely by necessity :
a family's blood debt
they eat in silence .
yet buildings are measured in stories
untold and entombed secrets.
a posterboy
killed by...
Sunday 14th October 2018 10:38 am
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