Poem 2 Poem by Raquel Pinheiro

Poem 2



take me through the flesh claded forest
along schematic landscapes of rubble
there are a million stop signs in the city
crimson as hate blood
tea is served in the motorway detour
the sassy girl says: how can i ever
regain my innocence now that i've tasted love?

Thursday, February 23, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: city,hate,innocence,landscapes,poetry
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