she held the weapon in the palm of her hand
sleek and effective, lead ammunition
paired with watercolour submarines
and pastel pistols
she took control of her world
YOU ARE READING
dark poems
Poetrythis seems like poetry and prose sometimes it's more than you'd suppose see, what my mind creates, goes but what that is, nobody knows
art is the weapon
she held the weapon in the palm of her hand
sleek and effective, lead ammunition
paired with watercolour submarines
and pastel pistols
she took control of her world
