somewhere under the rainbow

 

my head

is dead

of poetry;

 

desert lips

parched from words

devil

and

dusted;

 

not a single succulent

to wrap my tongue around

 

just this lament

aching

for a storm

 

Comments
  1. Love this piece of yours…. nicely done…

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