Red

the
bleeding
edge
of
every
eye,
so
tired
from
the
weeping
falling
tears,
in
footprints
trodden
sand
and
untouched
snow
where
angels
drown
in
games
of
children,
unaware.

JM Gant

A New Jersey born poet, author, and editor. Arch Linux enthusiast, and self-confessed data-hoarder.

  • USA - New Jersey