Street To Street


Nature, she was
playing with us. Any savior becomes
a man eater in savannah.

On descent the body
explodes, to become a silhouette,
to attract the creator.

You were endangering
the earth O destroyer. Was it
devotion or crucifixion?

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Street To Street