A
shaking hand
With
thin blue rivers
Exposing
them to light
Setting
fire to everything
YOU ARE READING
Barely breathing
PoetryJust words that can't pass my lips but will go through my head until they fall onto paper. Every single one of these are my original pieces.
II
A
shaking hand
With
thin blue rivers
Exposing
them to light
Setting
fire to everything
