you could see angels
in this swimming pool,
i call my mind.
you could see tanks of
unhappy and undressed people,
in the church,
to satisfy the lords wishes.
you would see your face
associated with demons
in my nightmares.
YOU ARE READING
2 am
Novela Juvenili sat on my desk until 2 am turning words into art and the blood from my mouth turned into ink.
