He sits next to me
Patiently
Awaiting the life
of simplicity
Among the thoughts of
nothingness into eternity
His eyes locked
with a chain made of
blue iris with
waves behind it.
I wonder if I
think as much as him
about how close life is
to life before we die
Dec 4, 2018
Dec 4, 2018 at 3:03 PM UTC
He sits next to me
Patiently
Awaiting the life
of simplicity
Among the thoughts of
nothingness into eternity
His eyes locked
with a chain made of
blue iris with
waves behind it.
I wonder if I
think as much as him
about how close life is
to life before we die
