Low Battery

ElenaGrace

I've exhausted my battery

My skin is dyed cardinal red

My vision fading Stygian black

I can't find my charger

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ron parrish aka wordman June 27th, 2017 22:02
what would we do without a charger
Louis Gibbs June 27th, 2017 22:20
I'm not sure that I get it, but somehow like it just the same? Thanks for this poem, Elena.
Gary Edward Geraci June 28th, 2017 08:03
Hints of the erotic (or maybe your icon and the letter "X" in your monicker sets the male brain off in such direction).

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