Sulphur
sulphur, it seeps in
the smell of a spirit
not from a dream
a warning…
of what is to come
no matter what –
the weather outside
it is bad inside
sulphur and so much bad
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James Garratt – December 1994
Sulphur – Written December 1994 (Aged 19)
