HEADWARD
- Dark Poets Club

- Sep 19
- 1 min read
Leia Newland

The beginning of two
Corpses knead themselves
A neat little home inside
The beckon of a womb
Becoming placards for sacrifice
This dreamy collection of dust
Scatter in retribution
By the push and the flush
My uterus was an unworthy vessel
As you grow beneath the haloes now.



