Untitled Short
A continuous haze covers
my monotonous days, thickly
spreading layers over feelings
well-felt.
Pretty birds fly by, choke
and sink to the ground, eyes
crossed, beaks open, the death a
sacrifice for my ongoing oblivion.
Copyright © Allison Kinzy | Year Posted 2007
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