like
the running spider
trapped by
a piece of cloth
soaked in kerosene
thrown over it
the running spider
trapped by
a piece of cloth
soaked in kerosene
thrown over it
.
the mind is numb
waiting for the
burning matchstick
to strike
the mind is numb
waiting for the
burning matchstick
to strike
4 comments:
ra: it doesnt even feel right, my friend. the fire, the roof, the victim and the culprit is all inside...
im all about letting the culprits burn......they showed no remorse
good one.
my mind is so wrapped and warped
my eyes so red and strained
my ears full of empty words from TV
so much in me
not cogent enough to respond
Hope the numbness has disappeared by now. Wake up! Do something!
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