i can hear the movement of my eyes as they flicker across suburban houses at the crack of dawn and spot faces that aren't there, the clouds caress the tops of trees and rooftops as they move slowly through the sky and i wonder how much time has passed since the last time i was here, moving through the grass and feeling morning frost on my feet instead of just going through the motions and feeling nothing at all
Oct 15, 2016
Oct 15, 2016 at 7:36 AM UTC
i can hear the movement of my eyes as they flicker across suburban houses at the crack of dawn and spot faces that aren't there, the clouds caress the tops of trees and rooftops as they move slowly through the sky and i wonder how much time has passed since the last time i was here, moving through the grass and feeling morning frost on my feet instead of just going through the motions and feeling nothing at all
