Mornings

Brown tears
Dripping down.
Fear nears
Without a sound.

Soft eggs
Slide across.
Craned neck
Looking in loss.

Green wafts
Towards nose.
Bile laughs
Way up my throat. 

Air parts
For putridity.
Day starts
With stupidity.





Expiry of chocolate milk: 1 year ago.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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