Broken wings,
Fangless serpents, and
Corpses are no use.
Fly freely.
Bite back.
Live lividly.
Let no hapless institution
Tell you otherwise.
Instagram Poetry Profile: @bidiyak
βIn the death of me, I found solace. β What readers say: "Starkly honest, seeing the naked soul of your own... More
Broken wings,
Fangless serpents, and
Corpses are no use.
Fly freely.
Bite back.
Live lividly.
Let no hapless institution
Tell you otherwise.
Instagram Poetry Profile: @bidiyak