XXX

 

X

 

Children dissolve into the front lawn,

Hairs individually lose color and fall,

Sharp eyes dull and pain crawls the frame.

 

X

 

Purpose outlived,

The old machine becomes a rusty derelict

With a flaking façade and tetanus intentions.

 

X

 

I hear that,

Sometimes,

Strays go there to die.

Reviews

[Michael.]

Freaking unique. @_@