Death,a permanent stench in the air around me.Vultures,a hovering cloud awaiting my fall.Grace,denied and withheld from a dying spirit.Hope,a rotting thing six feet below. I fall,the stars watch as my knees buckle,my body keeling.I shiver,the rain batters me, the wind blowing my skin off. I lie on this ground,willing to be soaked into the earth,willingContinue reading “Homeless”
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Man on the mirror
The man on the mirror stares,eyes dead,gnarled feet disappearing below.Pain kisses the blood flowing,his cracked lips cinematic under his watch. The man on the mirror stares,his crown shining and grey.Caving under the weight of empty dreams,broken futures. The man on the mirror stares,his body a masterpiece of struggle,his hands a testament of hustleA body builtContinue reading “Man on the mirror”
Darkness and light 