Urban Confession (T.S.E. & C.SB.)


︎︎︎ Percy

︎ June 26, 2026

Filthy air, steel-zipped, bleak
Full of men formed from flakes of rust
Born into eternal spring
Mixing hope with memory
Bound to mammon
Breeding bloodroot in sawdust
Split by time, swept
With bones from the church floor
Golden, glowing with violet light

Father I— don't know

















Percy is an aspiring poet.