no hope by Nathaniel Sverlow

no hope
none
body breaking
down
in the dim light
of an empty room

the sun is setting
blood-red
while my throbbing
veins
bring forth
the night

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Nathaniel Sverlow is a freelance writer of poetry and prose. He was born in 1983 in San Diego, California and has since spent most of his time hunched over a laptop randomly pressing keys. He currently resides in the Sacramento area with four cats, two roommates, and one incredibly supportive wife.

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