Depravity

by May 3, 2016 0 comments

The sleep I craved,
Came to those depraved,
Whose thoughts enslaved and engulfed them.
The night wore on, with its own kind of gravity,
Leaving me alone with thoughts of depravity.

– Mary Bone

editors note:

These fall asleep counting atrocities; whatever it takes. – mh clay

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