The earth had succumbed to
not a place to live, but a place to die
Oceans of people proceed forward
Their bodies stretch like taffy,
Sleeping inside of the memory's
Clinging desperately to whatever
Happened before, always before
Nothing less than madness
For time had, and will, surely ****
May 1, 2017
May 1, 2017 at 8:41 PM UTC
The earth had succumbed to
not a place to live, but a place to die
Oceans of people proceed forward
Their bodies stretch like taffy,
Sleeping inside of the memory's
Clinging desperately to whatever
Happened before, always before
Nothing less than madness
For time had, and will, surely ****
Did I use succumbed properly?
