words by dominic riccitello

heart of fury
entitlement gone wary
sad stance for a man
as if you could die like that
heart wrapped and torn to shreds

the boy in green with audacity
intentions were slick
smokes in his left
hands free of innocence
life lead him there and back

lived in the clouds
a million pounds before his transcend
the vapor and liquid
tears to his twisted

thoughts that drifted
his final question
no hesitation
i’m probably going to die like that