Boxing Gloves and Dead Sea Scrolls
Dark thoughts twitching on a nightstand.
Wrinkled -bloated-bloodied.
Like an ancient boxing glove.
Powerless-broken-longshot.
A dead sea scroll- smoldering.
In the chambers of a burned-out heart.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2016
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