Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2014
the ******* city is lit up
like the headlights
of a single vehicle
transitioning into yellow
illuminated mist
in the dim shadows
of the parking lot
a concrete
interconnecting
web of cracks
and
cigarette butts.
my eyes droop pink
into a breath of suffocation
pillow over mouth
face a mask of
idolistic worship
religions ******* tight
passed to holy hands waiting for an offering
that stings and burns the skin
i looked through my eyelashes
wishing to taste
your sin
Cadence Musick
Written by
Cadence Musick
523
     Noah, W L Winter, ---, Sjr1000, --- and 3 others
Please log in to view and add comments on poems