WD 123 “Annihilationism”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Annihilationism I lay me down to sleep In a bed shaped like a coffin It’s undeniable that I need some extra rest Before I sink my teeth in tomorrow’s affairs Keep my box heated It gets cold underground Nightly vapors tend to seep through the cracksContinue reading “WD 123 “Annihilationism””