![]() StiffA Poem by Zach![]() ![]()
Hyde of leather and eyes of dirt
No blood, no fluids just ancient bronzed bones The dead man moans with a dried mummified tongue sealed in a mouth of maggot breath Dust plumes outward like smoke with every gargled holler Every step sounding like a crumpling paper bag He walks, he stumbles, drunk back into the shadows © 2013 Zach |
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Added on November 27, 2013 Last Updated on November 27, 2013 Author
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