Poems · writing Sometimes Nothing July 10, 2020 delightedpessimist I’ve felt skin hot as steering wheels Bursting through a sickening cityscape I see you leaving—don’t forget your tears There is dust on the dust of your slight renown. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Published by delightedpessimist I am the delighted pessimist. Purveyor of sadness, happiness, and everything in between. Also cheesy statuses because I never know what else to put here. View all posts by delightedpessimist Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...