Ground Shark
Ground Shark What of a poem about taking a walk? Plank cracking, head tipping, swimming hands clutching the sweet air of blue smoke fingers fledgling no grip slipping the wooden water rising dyin...
Ground Shark What of a poem about taking a walk? Plank cracking, head tipping, swimming hands clutching the sweet air of blue smoke fingers fledgling no grip slipping the wooden water rising dyin...