The Wreckage Poem by david gerardino
The Wreckage
he has this explosion in his head, his eyes roll back, then the demon called drink takes over and begines to sing, he /it drinks the color from the trees then spits out the wreckage, then falls to its knees, only to find more rust more cold abtractions, then in comes a cross, and just like that this demon begines to flee, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,
Saturday, July 28, 2012
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