I do so wonder... about the wolf
His sharp teeth dripping red...
The coolness of the air penetrates the dirt
It descends deep down into the depths of the earth...
Why can't humans think beyond what it looks...
I wonder why someone choose to lay on roads...
Through nets as fine as spider web
His bloodshot eyes covet their meal...
I left behind the last little glimmer of my eye...
I hope it didn’t fall out...
The wails of Banshees echo across the land
Overshadowed by the screams of the victims trying...
Our tendrils have parted the cracks in the stars
as we slip through the space in-between...
Where do broken hearts go?
They go where they can heal...
The childhood house lies in ruin,
no words left to say but I yell anyway...
When i died five hundred years ago,
i felt my soul went out from the body...
teeth clenched tightly into skin
blood dripping from within...
Crisp was the quill that bled his likeness.
Feeble was the hand by which his vignette was...