Aug 2015
You try and piece together your
rather simple thoughts…
and string them through my brain,
Fragments of things
festering, old
and altogether unattractive.
decorated and decomposing,
my skull aches.
rather simple thoughts…
and string them through my brain,
Fragments of things
festering, old
and altogether unattractive.
decorated and decomposing,
my skull aches.
