Treading the red water,
upsurge of bilge.
The lying mystifies,
but no longer upholds.
Now our limbs
go numb in the cold.
We need a change
of scenery.
-r. miller
Treading the red water,
upsurge of bilge.
The lying mystifies,
but no longer upholds.
Now our limbs
go numb in the cold.
We need a change
of scenery.
-r. miller