Snatched

Snatched
Too late were we
Too weak too few

Unattainable discourse of children we’ve lost our willingness to be them to believe them to echo a sentiment long dead trust without word without bond unboned we’ve become the cartilage the gristle of America reground and served up raw as millet as wheat we chafe the closest to heaven and grasp for the grave

2 thoughts on “Snatched

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s