Night Writer
| nightly poems for all hours of the day | inspired, in part, by ~ The Beatles ~ Albert Camus ~ Luis Bunuel | a nightcap of poetic randomness |
Perception Swimming
I am oooold. Millennia
The calm Waters stir me like heavy laundry
The crimson city slows to its vibrating pitch
I’m left deep inside. Trying not to remain stranded…trying not to remain stranded…trying not to remain…
