Unhealing

satishverma

In the waning moon 
you were talking 
of fathoms. 



The water 
has countless images. 
Do you need a boat? 



The vampires. 
Why you go to the ruins. 
I am bleeding.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 3rd, 2017 20:15
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 6


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