Ink Stains from my Life
Most don't actually rhyme...
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Shiver and shame
Shiver and shame
like the wind in the trees
floating rambunctiously towards
hell
heat waves make sweat pour from my skull
fire licks at my fiber.
Sizzling with terror
an abrupt halt to my flight
no escape as gates open
and swallow me whole.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment