The Hideout


Moisture penetrating the air,
The makeshift hideout was an impeccable
Range that blended blissfully with the blue haze.

Men that grafted their way to fortune, but not fame.
Eating delights brought upon by devilish deeds,
Ingesting Arrowroot.
No shame reflected from the mysterious glare.

Explicit fog fused,
Unaware of the thick- headed men's deeds.

The residue of filth,
Exposed in the air
Fed on the men's souls
Like parasites.