Sep 2016
we're bare
we're naked
scratched
and torn
our tongues
still sharp
rip at our
souls
where do we go...
so full on empty
where do we go...
so full on empty
we're naked
scratched
and torn
our tongues
still sharp
rip at our
souls
where do we go...
so full on empty
where do we go...
so full on empty
The poet's path is a lonely torturous introspective pilgrimage into the depths of the divine and the demonic.
