The Bird Across My Face
10 Jul 2024 1 minute read 0 comments Nathan Payne $0.02
I've got a flower up mysleeve,hidden like a facecard It is blooming up into my hands; Pink and yellow petals assume the fragrant formof a crude, offensivegesture And a grin of unrepentant malicespreads like a soft, rude flower,orthe bird across my fa...