in one fluid motion the body slumps on the sidewalk
Tag: fantasy
pale winds strumming the clothesline
how important we feel just by staying alive
marching underground flesh follows flesh
where’d your lungs go little crow
the ghastly groans of the joints I once knew
mindless fantasies playing in the background just another day in my mind
like toddlers we flounder in the sand hoping this day wouldn’t end
the last train arrives bodies in limbo still waiting for the end of the world
autumn clouds fill the void between glass towers
