Monday, 26 October 2015

Null and void




Visual creatures
Null and void
Taste the black
Do not avoid ink
Of leathered. Tattoo
Clutching at straws
Tremoring fingers
Itching for gold
Colorless flag
We were the omens
That kept caspers whispers
I am the shore
Pulling to tide
Rotten ocean bed
Greenery whiskers
Don't be the fish
That's eaten inside
Cockle shell rumble
Slim chances fumble