Wednesday 25 February 2009

Breathless..


Treading on unknown paths,
I saw the murky alley close up on me,
Choking up the breath,
The darkness as dark as devil himself,
Grey walls streaked with blood,
The smell ominous and path slippery...

1 comment:

BirdBrain said...

what made you write this?

poignancy of your ink visible in this small etch!