dear paper cup you’ve been warned of these tears
Tag: fiction
we’ve answered to the photograph with a cynical cry
how human of us to be empty and unbecoming
wraith-like storm clouds deliberate our misfortune
been dreaming recklessly and for a good reason
dusk we salvage the kind word from the storm of emotions
strange how dust clouds settle calmly in the wake of your wrath
as we leech the heartache from howling gales
concept of cold the winter forest’s defiance
the sacrilege of this night and the cannibalization of words