An open journal... WARNING: some poems contain nudity or sexual images. NSFW 18+
the easy one in the way
always gets the bullet
a hammer rises in a
hand that
drives the nail home
the box of disintegration
lies snug in the womb
a wildflower rises above
random seed, no meaning
but beautiful
(Bullet-blood by aggrocat on deviantart.com)
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