palace of ghosts spirits forlorn, sulking in crumbling walls who dwell in dwindles of spirit for only the Dead moan with ambition culled by little tal
palace of ghosts spirits forlorn, sulking in crumbling walls who dwell in dwindles of spirit for only the Dead moan with ambition culled by little talent, sing their siren songs to blocks of flattened mutilated craters clinging to an empty wasteland. Peasants of time #smallpoems
Greg McVerry