You are on page 1of 1

The battle erupts, the shrapnel jumps. Weightless pupils that widen in terror.

Thoughts of madness
and excess surface like a volcano tearing apart the earth.
Iron footsteps in this aimless world flood your blasphemous horizon, barren in luck. I vomited my
intestines onto this paper, acting as a seer with my bile.

You might also like