'O Captain
My Captain.
these seas are rough
the sky is dark now
and the wind screams profanites.
a leakage in the bow
an arrow in our hearts
and a bullet through yours.
'O Captain
My Captain
to where are you now?
YOU ARE READING
Vitreous
Poetry{a heart almost vitreous and a soul like a shadow} ~ å çöłléčtīœn òf mÿ îńnęr pøèmš.
