littlemisscloud writes

Dove-Like World

I always thought 

that I'm probably living 

on the wrong side of the earth

 no matter how sunkenly vital

 I try to keep my days

  zoetically existent

instead, 

my bones stood restless, 

residing by unfuturistic junks

 from all these scurrying souls 

that'll someday sag 

into bones and dust

truth is, 

I've been seeding life somewhere 

as soon as the city sky broke

 into an abysm 

where one's anathema 

becomes 

one's sweet little ecstasy 

-a.