DISPLACEMENT 6

Pain, mixed emotion, and violence are watching me all at the same time, creating mental anomelies – by reason of the sky darkening. Allured deep into havens of sin, driven mad betwixt the real and the false, all nonsense now, transparent pollution burning my nasal passages – my last thought falling to this decaying ground… ( WHEN I MADE A WISH, IT MEANT NOTHING )

By pharoah

unknown, just another black soul poet