quotes and poems

Last Night & Little Boxes

Some nights bring in a lot of questions,say,gooey questions. Questions laced with flowery netting and decorated with shiny little stars. Questions that smell of fresh blood and stale faeces. Such was last night. A night I imagined would come with bright twinkling stars and hopes,bought in darkness And questions. I was once told,all our answers…… Continue reading Last Night & Little Boxes