i stood on the river bank
& pissed on the moon’s reflection
in the end,
even words
are consumed
by fire.
the reflection
of the moon,
a stream of piss
splashing in a river,
a spider
frozen
in its web
all for naught
& born to rot.
— By Dave Roskos
i stood on the river bank
& pissed on the moon’s reflection
in the end,
even words
are consumed
by fire.
the reflection
of the moon,
a stream of piss
splashing in a river,
a spider
frozen
in its web
all for naught
& born to rot.
— By Dave Roskos
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