Your Death Will Be A Gentle One
written by: Korliss Sewer
@rainwriterjones
Slip two crisp 10 dollar bills underneath his icy blanket. It moves beneath the skin, just under the surface. Wrap your tongue around my name. Hear the sirens disappear into the darkness.
Move.
Breath.
Be.
I'm a poet from the Pacific Northwest who sees the world through rose-colored bifocals.
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