It's quite here
like listening to the sound
of your own blinking.
The colors that brush the wall
like Spackle
taunting you to gaze upon
their searing luminosity.
To loose yourself in a rhythm
that can only be
observed
Friday, February 14, 2014
Eyelash Whisperings
Posted by Julianna at 9:36 AM
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
0 comments:
Post a Comment