Poems from cpt43
This earth is hers alone, no matterhow many feet pound and churn its dust.She finds ignoring the bodies that are laid to restin six-foot...
Let me tell you how a heartcan unravel its heartstrings,slowly and painfullyand almost certainly bloody.Medical books and romance...
Wrenched from the insides, pulled without
any meaning, just words then. Anyone can
have ‘just words.’ Dug out from silent, sad shells
and...
You are lightning waiting to strike, you are
Wound so tightly that I fear for when you spring.
You are a thousand sharp words topped by...
They came in the night, apparently.
Energetic and angry people spirited away.
Posters and tents gone missing under the cover of dark
Along...