Lungs to Cough
Here is poem which I wrote several years ago. I hope you enjoy---
Her eyes are like
Cigarettes
Burning Bright
Holes in me
Cancerous kisses
She dances
in living rooms
Spoon Fork Knife
Dining sets
Fire to
Furniture
left alone
bleeding
Dying with
symphonies
of Orchestral music
what a delicate
murder spree
-2010 md