Blood pearls drip
30 July 2016
Polluted
Minds reek of the fear
Hearts stay clear
On the fence
Truth is the line of defense
Against night crawlers
The faith wanes
When the stones shatter
Window panes
My remains
Pick up the pieces of me
Oceanic grave
Lines tighten
The net scourging sea
Blood pearls drip
Against skin
Swallow the hurt now within
Red ink diluted
Reading of the poem:
The Rainbow – Thomas Feiner
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