deepundergroundpoetry.com
Welcome To My Scurvy
Barnacles of tyranny ghosting urchins between
my ears listening to the pulse of hypochondriacs
shadowing my fears, screaming..."Get out of my
house." From the crawlspace where my eyes
shine like spotlights on a highway following the
yellow lines to bury me in my contagious scurvy
my ears listening to the pulse of hypochondriacs
shadowing my fears, screaming..."Get out of my
house." From the crawlspace where my eyes
shine like spotlights on a highway following the
yellow lines to bury me in my contagious scurvy
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 6
reading list entries 0
comments 6
reads 151
Commenting Preference:
The author is looking for friendly feedback.