it isn’t supposed to end
this way. now. i see through
camera’s obscure lens’s. cleansed.
boxed. horizon’s finite parallels of view—
sky’s reflectioned water. blue. eye’d
sink to swim, sighing into depths
ofyou.
January 14, 2009, 2:49am
it isn’t supposed to end
this way. now. i see through
camera’s obscure lens’s. cleansed.
boxed. horizon’s finite parallels of view—
sky’s reflectioned water. blue. eye’d
sink to swim, sighing into depths
ofyou.
January 14, 2009, 2:49am