Jan 2017
When it is light
their creeping eyes
won't stop peering
through cracked lenses
and narrowed pupils;
predatory.
Perhaps the dark
can offer kindness
in it's solitude.
their creeping eyes
won't stop peering
through cracked lenses
and narrowed pupils;
predatory.
Perhaps the dark
can offer kindness
in it's solitude.
A toast to me, myself and I; a glass of sweet solitude.
