kuro silica (09/24/2017)
glass and ebony cages
charred femurs in a row
gluttons filling the staring void
crosshatched and drunk
where laughter is the mind, running
sprinting naked off the churning cliffs
of the hell we create
'this is my town'
<Deleted User> (13762)
Mon 25th Sep 2017 08:54
as seen through the eyes of the poet