All Who Would Dare To Cross Poem by james watkin

All Who Would Dare To Cross



Sucked into the vulture's gaze
When, by Death's hand spin
Airs in dry sandy places;
Reddish and boiling.

Monday, June 17, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: death,desert
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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