a green screen,
the imaged voice
in my head.
all is
but
what it is.
and when
spring comes,
wounded trees
bear a blossom
in their own blood.
Jan 1, 2016
Jan 1, 2016 at 8:53 PM UTC
a green screen,
the imaged voice
in my head.
all is
but
what it is.
and when
spring comes,
wounded trees
bear a blossom
in their own blood.
1.1.2016
