Grande Mort

Grande Mort

A Poem by Neville
"

It feels like I'm on a roll, a ham on rye kinda roll .. or maybe not 🤍

"

Grande Mort


 

No matter where you may

 

  live or hide ..


Whether beneath a bridge,


or in some


high street shop doorway


   somewhere ..

  

Either in a cave, or castle ..


Just be sure,


that she shall one day find


the spores you

   

leave behind and devour you ..

 

 

© 2024 Neville


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Added on September 16, 2024
Last Updated on November 15, 2024

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Neville
Neville

Gone West folks....., United Kingdom



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