there is desperation
in the starlight
pleas echoing in the wind
that rips at the trees
stinging bites
in every snowy flake
but for once
the dynamic dark
is wholly
mine.
YOU ARE READING
• one more cup of coffee •
Poetry{ if peace is what i'm after, i'm going nowhere fast } ~ rusty clanton ; one more cup of coffee 9/21/17 - #75 in poetry
