Cry in a river

green fever i guess

Dislocating my jaw to intensify the bite
A mouth filled with ash
And a raw throat gargling the sludge

The punitive damages I pay for my disobedience to Mother Nature
The disgrace for my lacklustre efforts

A poor ensemble of excuses I have collected
And justifications I'd rather not commemorate

However, I try now to purge my innocence
And take responsibility
As it is a cliché I am soon to become

Reviews

[pumpkin head]

interesting read, love it.