Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2021
there is a silver lining in all this,
I'm sure of it.

to the empty mine wailing in a windy
night in some foothills
somewhere,
I hear you.
I hear you.
B E Cults
Written by
B E Cults  30/M/hendersonville tn
(30/M/hendersonville tn)   
  369
     labyrinth, dorian green and ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems