Dan Headrick

Dan Headrick Jun 2014

Eyes on top of eyes
reflect on each other
still
light catches
then dissapears
quick breathes
sync in rhythm
hold onto the light of day
like a lonely stranger
occupying ones bed.

Dan Headrick Jun 2014

"he was scarcely able to manage a few snatches of feeble sleep"

her polished walk
lead doors astray
the living night saw soft voices
reflecting a facade
the right words saw bare skin
turn into valleys and peaks

— The End —