Chasing Midnight ~ The Children of Cobain

Bowed head in Silence.
Gods are dead.
Long live the violence.
Generation X’ed out.
Veins dilated.

The Children of Cobain.
One giant blood stain.
Shotgun shells cause no pain.
Skull echo chamber.

Grey matter.
Tuesday’s child.
Splatter Painter

April showers.
Give a fifth. A pint of blood.

Cry like rain.

X.