Submissions by alpha1

Thin is the air
crunched
rheumatoidal is the body

Their presence
twisting and shaping
to the underside of the table

The place the dog sits
infested
old
rotting

Laughter dripping through cracks
feeding a fungal march
soft
deadly

Here, a place so usual
to draw attention
could mean the removal

So still, silently folded
sitting
malnourished
irrelevant
hairless child

Look to the future
through
pale
pitted
limbs

The
prison bars

Self imposed...