late night flashes
blurry stare
moon squinting
echoes of rats laughing
staggering around
desperately seeking
what is forever lost
darkness falls
one last time
gone
day 29 . not see
Published by madmagpie
Stream of happymess
To live in pretend fame or die in fiery flame. Espresso. Writing. Photography. Rambling. Mostly fiction peppered with occasional bits of reality.
Stream of happymess 