COLOUR OF BONE
Biography
Here was a boy unsettled by chance, who said what was seen when given a glance.
Equipped with lips for no inbetweens, his home was his head full of lead paper dreams.
Appalled he was friends with those from his past, he fled with the daggers they’d left in his heart.
Contorted, contested and best left alone.
Thinking in ink, the Colour of Bone.