Thoughts from a dying beetle

poetry

The pigmented dribble from my onyx back’s

Slow drizzle,

Would have you all for breakfast, if you only

Cared a little.

One thought on “Thoughts from a dying beetle”

saxsquatch

February 14, 2012 at 11:45 am Reply

I like this one a whole hell of a lot.

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