Saturday, 4 March 2017

how i see you

less and more about the lies in
these dreams. it pushes my
Integrity into a box names
"she lives here". maybe i have
drowned already but into her
ego i become one with
the spaces of blue.



 

invisible lined protection

after, life. there was a pause and we ended our grass-grown eyebrows and curled up against our dreaming eyes. this is where i leave you, and...