a simple life form-
scuttling along sun-battered rocks
watched by round, virtuous eyes.Stomp!
squished by the heavy foot
of a small human.
it gazes upon the carcass-
curious-
innocent but without remorse.
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Phosphenes
Poezie"The colours aren't real. Words bring them alive." An iridescence of poetry.
Remorseless
a simple life form-
scuttling along sun-battered rocks
watched by round, virtuous eyes.Stomp!
squished by the heavy foot
of a small human.
it gazes upon the carcass-
curious-
innocent but without remorse.