There’s not much there
Just empty mattresses
A solitary light
And bits of tinfoil
It could be the scene of a massacre
Return to the "Araki" index page to read all the poems in the series.
There’s not much there
Just empty mattresses
A solitary light
And bits of tinfoil
It could be the scene of a massacre
Return to the "Araki" index page to read all the poems in the series.