Cloud CoverA Poem by Bark's Lounge
It is no blanket
And no security It is a film That contaminates the shell We all sit back and watch the show Although it serves no good It stops the snow from melting It stops me from regenerating Not being able to defrost The icy breaking of my bones A degraded man flicks a cigarette butt at me I hope I will catch fire And I burn down
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Added on March 29, 2018 Last Updated on March 29, 2018 Author
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