Wicked

Burial grounds unearth the ring On your finger: A coffin set in red Crystal rock As rich in color as Your bloody knuckles Before they scarred over. Walls hurt. Vibrant as the faux Eyeliner you’ve painted On, designed like Ozymandias still stood tall. Fastiduous and full of ardor Like a bog witch Performing a ritualContinue reading “Wicked”

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