Archive for January, 2020

The Tome

Tuesday, January 28th, 2020

The Tome is reclusive in nature Hiding nestled upon the shelf In clusters of almost reads Leafs and leaves and sheafs With lives their own Collecting dust Raising silver fish To make lace of words Pretty in decay

Trample

Friday, January 24th, 2020

Suddenly my world did seem so hateful nasty and obscene Cold within cold without I hate you I wanna shout You took my hand you took my trust And then you ground it all to dust