micropoetry – Scribbles 'n Bits

sadhours

Even broken clocks






Find Strength







Twice a day

___’d

A serene massacre.
How cute you see
a tunnel of light.

around you

Do that thing again.

You cry while I hold you,
like the little baby I am.

Don’t look now, 
but

wow,
I’ve never fucked up
so completely. 

Oh wait, 
yes I have.