Only Men

This dark and gnarled forest,
I have walked many times.

The trees are dead.
The birds don’t sing.
The sun is harsh and drying.
The moon is cold and sullen.
The ground is caked in salt.
the only color is of blood,
staining the poisoned rivers.

There is no god in this place,
only men.


Um yeah … sorry about these. Sometimes writing really hopeless, depressing poetry helps me to be happy. Does that make sense to anyone?

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One Response to Only Men

  1. floridaborne says:

    I’m a woman. I’m not insulted. 🙂

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