you greet it
with understanding
But all you give is bread crumbs
While your stale loafs scatter
On top of a dragon's underside
it may be me as
i am the slave-
including
the easy spread of butter you coat upon your future.
YOU ARE READING
Desolated Tech-No-Words
PoetryPeople did use words to explain themselves in the past. But now people use technology to express emotions- :D :3 :/ :(. Time to be old fashioned.
