thorns round my neck,
brambles and brimstone.
are we going to Hell for this?
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OF SANITY AND MOODS AND SUCH
PoetryWelcome ghosts and mischievous tricksters. In this season of delightful spooks and devious treats, this mini poetry chapbook explores frightful fears and possession like it's a horror film, but outside, the autumn leaves fall down, and you're wrappe...
brambles
thorns round my neck,
brambles and brimstone.
are we going to Hell for this?
