Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2020
high off coffee scents and cigarettes
i sat in the corner of the coffee shop

All the elders wore bracelets saying
Christ
but they forget
he's not an accessory

there's deeper meaning
to this son of God,
but I am merely a moth
trapped inside a rich man's
screened porch
Danielle xmas
Written by
Danielle xmas  24/F/spacetime
(24/F/spacetime)   
82
   Melissa Rose, jordan and misha
Please log in to view and add comments on poems