i watch green turn to ash as spit bubbles pop images in my mind, the green buds beneath my bare feet and as i walk in memory of you, my trail turns each step i hover between to ash.
i don't write about much these days. all i have are foggied visions and memories of you. color me foolish and pin and tail on my-
Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 7:51 PM UTC
i watch green turn to ash as spit bubbles pop images in my mind, the green buds beneath my bare feet and as i walk in memory of you, my trail turns each step i hover between to ash.
i don't write about much these days. all i have are foggied visions and memories of you. color me foolish and pin and tail on my-
