Poems from HMMurdock2014
Upon this dusty track I roam to see what I will see
What will come and what has been, all that time brings
And on this trip I laid my sight...
Like a snake curled to strike
In the dark it hides
Coiling tightly to its prey
Leering on in pride
Venom gleams from its fangs
Just a...
Staring in the mirror
But a day or two ago
The person that I saw
No longer did I know
The harder that I stared
The more foreign she became...