Wild Death
︎︎︎ Ginger Jones
︎ Feb 28, 2026
With that fire and that breath
casually passing by,
over heartlands.
Your favorite tattoo,
machined blood,
like I was tracks on your arm.
My everlasting wild one
wandering and empty,
foolish and full.
If you close your eyes,
wake up inside me.
casually passing by,
over heartlands.
Your favorite tattoo,
machined blood,
like I was tracks on your arm.
My everlasting wild one
wandering and empty,
foolish and full.
If you close your eyes,
wake up inside me.