DesiderataA Poem by PerditionAn image: Unbalanced in my heritage- Rivers of words scribbled onto The pages of leather- I hear her rain pouring from inside, The streets screaming Yet still burdened with names- The street ripples My thoughts lost in the distance as © 2017 Perdition |
Stats
345 Views
Added on October 19, 2017 Last Updated on November 27, 2017 AuthorPerditionVAAboutTwo quids from the soul of a clown: Keep writing, otherwise I refer to Mr. Cobain below~ more..Writing
|