Categories Poems The Underground Post author By Jack Fuzz Post date March 5, 2020 No Comments on The Underground Fall into darkness. Breath. Skulls, shoulder bones simmer, till’ downtown appears. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related Tags DART, Haiku, Haikus, light rail, Poems, Poetry, public transportation, subways, the underground, Trains By Jack Fuzz Blogger. Amateur Midfielder. View Archive → ← Aristocrat Callery Pear → A Friday Morning Gift: Tim Ferris interviews Tyler Cowen Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
