A cold rush goes through my body
as I lay face down on the ground
my insides are made of soggy
mix of rocks and solid dough,
steel and clay with mercury's glow.
Something akin to a heart of stone
May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 11:42 AM UTC
A cold rush goes through my body
as I lay face down on the ground
my insides are made of soggy
mix of rocks and solid dough,
steel and clay with mercury's glow.
Something akin to a heart of stone
