hanging on the lips of the dead

dried and brittle roses
hanging on the lips of the dead
like the words cast in neon
down the interstate of our lives
flicked into the stream
and just as never ending
there is nothing more here
i'm all out of words for you
you do not trust nor will ever
it's just the way it is.

Reviews

[Illegitimate Artist]

Its so cryptic and dark. The first two lines give me a superb visual. I just adore this piece! It flows so nicely. Nice work!