there is a <br />new war <br /> <br />a fire within <br /> <br />better off alone <br />i know <br /> <br />but there she stood <br />coughing <br />her wretched <br />childish laughter <br /> <br />while the black roots <br />twisted <br />throughout my <br />hollow <br />body<br /><br />Jonny Brackney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/that-night-a-forest-grew/
