creatures by Richard TrotterCast your eyes of nothing
to the slashes on my face,
you thieves on platinum steps
running with yesterday's dirt and honour,
you shattering creatures in visceral blasts,
tearing, tearing and transforming
one evil for another.
03/01/2004 Author's Note: to some people I hate
Posted on 03/01/2004 Copyright © 2025 Richard Trotter
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