Mar 2011
your eyes
cut me in two
split
just below
the rib cage
all that I am
spills
on to the floor
like scattered sheets of paper
written in
my terrible
half-child
half-god
gibberish
cut me in two
split
just below
the rib cage
all that I am
spills
on to the floor
like scattered sheets of paper
written in
my terrible
half-child
half-god
gibberish
