stale
and dry
and humid and almost so hot that you could
reach out and grab the desperation for
cold in your hand
and stick it in your college savings
jar
and guess what
your jar would be full to the brim with it all
YOU ARE READING
Vitreous
Poetry{a heart almost vitreous and a soul like a shadow} ~ å çöłléčtīœn òf mÿ îńnęr pøèmš.
