look in the mirror, girl,
you,
and the rest of your species
are the smoke
that wafts
through the spaces
between trees,
and the gaps
between knees,
polluting
polluting
what all that came
before us
knew.
don't pretend
you're any better
than the juiced posion
that we are.
bite,
and let your venom spread
just like any other
innocent.
No comments:
Post a Comment