Poetry Bastards of the Unwashed Village
Sunday, 12 October 2014
Heart of Darkness
Research started with a labcoat
white,
Dark desire burning
bright,
Heart flown on the wind, a
kite,
Now nausea do I feel
tonight,
At glow of radium
green clever sprite,
Now saltwater-blinded
dumb with this fright.
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