By Garett Holden
Several moments in the sun
soaked in delirium of consequence
Malevolent language potent in resonance.
Canyons swollen and bloated with ash and cinder,
too repentant to consume truth.
with bleeding lashings from a dominant force.
The darkest shade of gray
milking the tit of a dog-star queen.
Salvation sours in my mouth,
Today in the city
is a good day,
...but much like every other.
About Garett Holden