Feb 2018
Perched on bloodied haunches,
she stands beneath the
swirling blackness of
the night sky,
singing to the
bayonet moon
and gun-powdered stars
a song of heartbreak.
--Love is war
she stands beneath the
swirling blackness of
the night sky,
singing to the
bayonet moon
and gun-powdered stars
a song of heartbreak.
--Love is war
