FIVE
rip the sky open; let it bleed
FOUR
drown salty waters in dark and red
THREE
steal the light from the Earth and the stars from the sky --
TWO
let the thudding in your heart and the ringing in your ears flood your senses, rid you of fear and panic and --
ONE.
YOU ARE THE EYE OF THE STORM.
YOU ARE READING
The Second Time
Poetry☾ This is a book of drafts of dorky, hopeless poems, poem-ish works, and rants that usually make no sense whatsoever. I hope you enjoy reading them just as much as I enjoy writing them. ☽ Copyright © 2015 by something1d, all rights reserved. Poetry...
