Bone Ash Poem by David Lacey

Bone Ash



Bone ash
Dry falling
Green Skinned
Green fingers calling
Dig into the dirt I’m dug
Deep into black socket portals
Leave me immortal in death undying
Leave me in sighing for the sins of the world.

Could your flesh it be my own?

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David Lacey

David Lacey

Middlesbrough
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