Random Unsorted Drafts / 29 January 2019

the cross

On my back; a cross,

a filter pertinent to a

world unbearable

I explot thus; shading

them by shielding me,

never though; however vast

the cross will be a burden

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.