December 2011
13 posts
Night and Day
another day glaring inside the room cool green my eyes awaiting my species so ready to burn with nights swell awakened remembered for what weve missed a scent of black a forgotten day comes back in with the curtain a blanket is not a refuge eva sits in the window silent,saturated in red air light so unresolved no illusion we think we know we are here we remember maybe that trip up north that...
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