Sharp double sided edge
Outback Darwin winds cut the ledge
Tip be hollow eyes flash before life
My sweetest friend in the sky
...
A bad trip can leave one cold
Her gentle warm touch has me enchanted
For pressure forms a carbon affair
No mirror can reflect
...
You know my name not my story)
What's Left
Aesthetics left to unimaginative fools
He who cannot see treasures in beauty
Vultures