Jul 2017
And it always comes in like a bombshell -
For the next few days the world is whitewashed,
With all the lights incredibly bright
And for a while,
My ears are wringing out all of the
Tumtulous
Noise waves, washing away
Everything but
what's essential to survive.
For the next few days the world is whitewashed,
With all the lights incredibly bright
And for a while,
My ears are wringing out all of the
Tumtulous
Noise waves, washing away
Everything but
what's essential to survive.
It's funny - I initially wrote this about a depressive episode. I spelled "ringing" wrong before realizing that it created the perfect image. And then after I wrote this I got some uncomfortable news, and clicked the title in. I think it's fitting.
July, 2017
July, 2017
