Poems from sarah.whittaker.3998
Outside my windowa chorus growsInto its rhythm, the world hasbeen thrownThe percussion assemble in the choir aboveOne by one the notes...
Day in and Day outmanipulated by this syringeLeaving contusions at which I cringeMy soldiers of circulatoryMake their standard roundsTil a...
Drip drop, pitter patterOne color is the sky splatteredRanging in intensityFrom dull going astrayVoid of emotions, barren and hollowYet...
Drip drop, pitter patterOne color is the sky splatteredRanging in intensityFrom dull going astrayVoid of emotions, barren and hollowYet...