[ sand eater ]

[ sand eater ]

A Poem by winter;lyra

sand eater
your grog lips grow
like the soles of your feet
wasted in grave apathy

done the dunes
sultan of your nothing
dome the utterance
engraved in your turban

megalomaniac
flog your back
into crisp memory
until restored your countenance

© 2024 winter;lyra


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Added on December 21, 2024
Last Updated on December 21, 2024