she said there was no heaven i asked her what she would go after she said to the mall
Tag: Demons
traffic
you let them all go into a vast opening into a world yet explored blue as the river once was garbage seeped into my lap through a tunnel built by you grease still dripping from your neck without a flag a path traffic here is awful
inner demons
i created you i. like god with an atom a sorcerer with a spell a scientist with the elements i gave you purpose; with the swish of ink with the words of centuries before, with the graceful eyes in my skill, and the hands dished from the pot of decades of molding- this is mine.… Continue reading inner demons
Saint's Muse 