Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2014
a face lingers
inhaled
on every sigh
exhaled
moments ***** by time
winged and burned
about to crash in his skull
a huge mushroom
out to pierce his eye
blind
but he can still smell everything
minute longings
huge cravings
floating endlessly
through the deadly air
silhouettes
of life
death
everything that makes sense
but he just can't help
but get lost in between
molecules
xander
Written by
xander
2.4k
   seasonalskins
Please log in to view and add comments on poems