poetry writing Bled Out November 15, 2009 · Ward W. Vuillemot Septum cleaves cloudied smiles Kisses break over drought winds Prison to what must be, not what is Words found left all but bled out share post email Ward W. Vuillemot I'm arguably an amateur artist. What I lack in skill, I hope I make up for with passion. get new art by email An email when I post a new piece, and when commissions open. Nothing else. Website Email sign me up I’ll email you a link to confirm. No tracking, and you can stop at any time. ← older Soaked newer → Greened Priory