Suicide BombA Poem by Austin Wade RunyonEvery suicide is a bomb.
Suicide Bomb
by Sundrowner (Austin Runyon) The blood squibbles from my cranium formed razored tendrils Hungry for hearts and malnourished Fragments of my skull sprouted legs and became like spiders That watch you in your bed, salivating A moment of time, a flash like a camera Branded into your opptical lobe You can pick through my hippocampus I swear I never knew Nobody truly dies alone I thought I was in a locked room © 2021 Austin Wade RunyonAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAustin Wade RunyonMitchell, SDAboutMy name is Austin Runyon. Sundrowner is my alias for certain work. more..Writing
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