Junction
I shelved you one morning
when the racketeers came for me
for the tangerine aubergine sky
for the olive garden
and toying with his dying myth he rose-
roses became thorns-
he arrived at his junction of terror
with nothing left inside
and no sky left to hold.
Feb 28, 2017
Feb 28, 2017 at 7:41 PM UTC
Junction
I shelved you one morning
when the racketeers came for me
for the tangerine aubergine sky
for the olive garden
and toying with his dying myth he rose-
roses became thorns-
he arrived at his junction of terror
with nothing left inside
and no sky left to hold.
