Scarlet IndeedA Poem by Davidgeo.
in the killing fires,
want is always the same; always begging for watery ice... many buckets of it, if only to be relieved from finding answers (---with mind numbing distractions--- pay attention! to live) about the after life; scars indeed, in the in between... scars indeed. the receipt for the pain, is flesh reminders... with loaded gun under pillow. ( pay attention ) whisper.... in the jungle, the mighty jungle someone sleeps tonight. © 2016 Davidgeo |
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Added on December 9, 2016 Last Updated on December 9, 2016 Author
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