If I Had a Gun

the exit sign has been lit in vain for decades

a founding father has finally been forgotten

scream into the pitch black

a feminist obsessed with Bukowski

an insect on the wall passing up morsels

holding out for a feast

angst and sex on a day of rest

she cannot see the forest for the trees

laws know not necessity, breaking blood and bread

her thoughts are an endangered Bengal

these words are final and accustomed to failure

as we are certain of our graves

5 replies on “If I Had a Gun”

This right here is why I think you should have more followers.
Also, I really like typing in this customized font. I think other people would enjoy it, too. Haha. Lastly, you have a nice face.

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