rust/

Posted on February 22, 2021 by Michael Raven

all words are flawed
flowing from my fingers
imperfect &  broken
like rubycut my throat
stinging my head

pouring forth
flowing wastelands
my blooded words
become rust flakes
scattered by 
the wind

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tara caribou February 22, 202110:47 pm Reply

rust flakes

I like the way you say things…

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