sifting through the glass walls
carried by the tide
scratched to the bone
blackened eyes and bleeding ears
communication failure
anvils red hot and still striking hard on the blade
folded and refolded again.
dipped and fired and struck again.
the blade runs deep and finds it's home
the ink runs heavy and dries and crumbles.
sifting through the glass walls
carried by the tide
scratched to the bone
blackened eyes and bleeding ears
No comments:
Post a Comment