Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2021
open fracture
im sick of slamming
face first in drywall
crimson liquid dripping
now, my nose is a waterfall
those words ricochet without fail
when all you have is a hammer
everything looks like a nail.
collin
Written by
collin  30/M/coming home.
(30/M/coming home.)   
90
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems