Apr 2017
Inside a head that lays on red pillows
are thoughts of chaos.
Old and new, bright and dark.
And when hollow eyes look at
bland ceilings under soft moonlight,
the chaos gets a little neater.
are thoughts of chaos.
Old and new, bright and dark.
And when hollow eyes look at
bland ceilings under soft moonlight,
the chaos gets a little neater.
2017-04-29
