his life ebbs away
with every throbbing pulse-
cigarette stubs
YOU ARE READING
Napalm Skies
PoetryThree lines. Less than seventeen words. A tumultuous ocean of emotions. Haiku. The art of saying everything, by saying nothing. Galaxies and universes hide. Behind those verses. The nectar of your soul. Haiku.
Flatlining
his life ebbs away
with every throbbing pulse-
cigarette stubs
