Poetry · Writing Play February 8, 2017 SamT.Gutierrez Sun Rises the ball falls the game begins. Ashfault rubs the cheek igniting the flame matches to the furnace. Laces are strapped the lights are on the game never ends. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading... Published by SamT.Gutierrez My name is Sam and I love art. I sometimes do podcast, I sometimes stream videogames. View all posts by SamT.Gutierrez Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading...
Saint's Muse 