Trapped


They 
live in 
hole-less pits, 
drinking the air 
of desperation. 
Only with blackened eyes 
do they see in the dank void;
scrawling their names on stone is all 
they have to live by - cold and alone.
They pity those who are blinded by stars.

© copyright Eve Redwater 2011

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