Bloody hell, I was not expecting to read such meaningful verses today. Recently you have commented on one of my poems encouraging me to use more imagery, and it couldn't have come from anyone better. Your poems are ridden with descriptive words that paint a picture in my mind.

"...opening my eyes to the
decimation of red hearts.
Slick ground, soil that used
to say everything about its
parched desire."

This is easily my favorite excerpt. I can easily see a field of falling red hearts above a scorched earth thirsty for something.

Wonderful poem.
5/5