Browse Poems, starts with "T" in Depression
Travels With John Hunter
We who travel between worlds
lose our muscle and bone.
I was wheeling a barrow of earth
when agony bayoneted me.
lose our muscle and bone.
I was wheeling a barrow of earth
when agony bayoneted me.
posted by: admin |
category: Depression |
comments: 0 |
2008-04-01

Home
Forum
Contact us
Sitemap