a black hole; a creature,
consuming all, but
not necessarily of its own
desire or will
I cannot help but
become captured in
the terrible beauty
black eyes, staring holes
into me, a glare that
I cannot escape
YOU ARE READING
poems vol. II
PoetryThe second volume in my poetry series, containing some more of my works. You can see my poems as I write them on tumblr, @aslice-ofpoetry note: these poems are from a bit ago - you can see my more recent works in volume III :)
