• evilpoetry 10w

    In the shivering cold
    It tries to evade us
    It pays us in booze
    Like we’re leaving las vegas

    We could dance to the moon
    And die without a sweat
    Or drown in the pools
    Of drunk driven corvettes
    In search of something more
    Than our denial of purpose
    No more zombie walking
    Inside those television churches

    -T.E.


    ©evilpoetry