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...