Blame

Haiku for a dark raven

By Melissa IngoldsbyPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

I reached for your chains

Tired pressure on my mouth

I’m to blame, spill ink

About the Creator

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Rick Henry Christopher 3 years ago
I like the mysterious depth of this one.

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