The hurt's gonna come
dyed black and crimson
flooding the eyes
choking out all honesty
It'll be swift and silent
the pacifist's scourge
lungs filled to the brim
malevolence weeps with joy
Dawn becomes dim
as winter claws the throat
ash and plague grow wild
a final jab and mockery
O yes, the hurt's gonna come
but not as soon as we deserve
B Digital. I had a feeling you were writing today. I could feel it all the way from U City to So Co. Love "The hurt's gonna come" and the imagery of "dyed black and crimson, flooding the eyes, choking out all honesty". It's very powerful. I sent to Mary Laurita. I really appreciate the opportunity to share and read Jermz', T-unit's, and your work. They are really beautiful.
ReplyDeleteHey the sun is out today, can someone write something happy.
ReplyDeleteNice! We're all doomed!
ReplyDeleteIt's too late for that now Spin but I got you tomorrow.
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