Ghost In A Sheet
by e.campagna
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Are his eyes, and
his tongue,
stealth
like a missile?
Under the sea,
a torpedo,
like a ticking
time bomb
in the mine field
of my miniature mind.
Just ready to explode.
Ready to tear
up the world;
All starting with
me.
e.campagna
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