The insanity is dead
All red about the sky
So cold against the wind
This day shall flee
It is thirsty
It is wandering
Blurring at the end
Micropoetry
The insanity is dead
All red about the sky
The insanity is dead
All red about the sky
The insanity is dead
All red about the sky
So cold against the wind
This day shall flee
It is thirsty
It is wandering
Blurring at the end
Heather Mirassou's Poetry Soul Closet 