i held a blue face
with the head space to x out
hell-bent on being no one’s fool
not a lick of fog around my lighthouse
i watched the user pass from the corner of my eye
stopped him from pulling my rue
poems
i held a blue face
with the head space to x out
hell-bent on being no one’s fool
not a lick of fog around my lighthouse
i watched the user pass from the corner of my eye
stopped him from pulling my rue