People Pool

in poetry •  7 years ago 

Forests in a golden hue
The abandoned cubicle, an unholy life lingers
Finger points to my heart
Fire Pulpo
Fire Bolo
Fire Ensalada Naranja
Moss surrounds me, creeping up my sides
A new night whispersIMG_20171230_171246.jpg

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Gonna gupvote all your posts