like a flock of birds
and a piece of bread
you devour me
till there's nothing left
but crumbs
YOU ARE READING
vertigo; #wattys2018
Poetrythis is for you; i don't shout my poetry off rooftops anymore because i think the world heard me it's been four years since i began writing this book on scraps of paper and receipts so go ahead; read me [lower case intended] [tw for some] [all writ...
lxv.
like a flock of birds
and a piece of bread
you devour me
till there's nothing left
but crumbs
