The Red Serpent Pale White – Unhinged Poem 2020TOO

He sat before me, eyes pale and white, foiled in hate, soiled in fate, given no mercy to the delight of the others, the wickedness spoke naught, defiant, devoid, we gazed and we stole, no moments, no stories to be told, no shining lights to be seen, a man and his visage, a man no longer to be, no longer me…

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