shipwrecks
and tattered souls
mahogany books
that parallel
abandon thoughts
with pretty little
raspy voices
and stubborn egos
that don't bend
oceans
on weathered tides
and thunderstorms
that don't end
and your bourbon lips
is my self destruction
YOU ARE READING
poetry for the poetic: 5
Poetrythis is my fifth poetry book on this profile! please check out my other 4 x thank you for reading ❤️
