truths scratched from the dirt
Rusted trucks
die with years
in dried grasses below
with vultures above
They hover
They watch
The live
in waiting
hungry like the old
hungry like the forgotten
waiting in line
for the dead
to come
waiting
like we wait
To die
Better Wise Madness then Foolish Sanity
A Little Writing Workshop of Horrors.
Writing-Blogging-Editing-Journalism
I make photographs and poems to please myself (and share them to please you).
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Online Psychological Research Platform
Where Darkness Illuminates.
