Category: /General/What you did not know
was the resilience
The riots start
in colors, earnestly. A violent
outburst of the theme of surrender
You kiss the irises,
blue, violet and crimson
The vision emboldens―
the wounds, the slit throats―
to come again for guillotine.
A sliding blade
with promise to kill,
will not move.
Favorite Favorite Comment Comment Share Share
Report an item by sharing it with support.
© individual authors and creators. Create, Share and Profit at etastic.com.