where fairies play unfair—
games of hide and seeking bones
they tore from travelers there.
Those who win tattoo their wings
with faces of those who lost
to remember how they looked
after they've paid their cost.
Risking their immortal lives
for some human beads they found—
yet, they forget that human's face
who rots into the ground.
I'm a poet, just a chill person going through life I guess. I love literature, especially Japanese poetry. I like Green Day, The Pogues... Punk rock s**t. But I rather read poetry than listen to music... I'm not that big on music because I enjoy quietness. New age music is cool though
I'm basically nocturnal, and I'm addicted to coffee. I also play pokemon.
