Doom
By Ouyang Yu
[not published yet]
I was being wrecked
By a sense of doom descending
As these lines came:
I am waiting
For the police
To come
After I kill
Myself
Let poetry hate
Itself
[not published yet]
I was being wrecked
By a sense of doom descending
As these lines came:
I am waiting
For the police
To come
After I kill
Myself
Let poetry hate
Itself