Dark Poetry ~ Only Demons Can Fly
Tar clouds overcoming the dawn. World clangs in anticipation. Mist in the wind. Morning fear mourning. Ascending from the nether regions. Pain that will sear. Scar that shall itch. A mouth shall be stitched. Rigid grate, an order to assimilate. A hand will rise against, cynical demise. Slime black mold charcoal cold, blood spills, for […]