Dec 2012
darkness
settling like sediment
in the bottom
of a
discarded wine glass
spilling stars
to stain the rug
of consciousness
pulled roughly
from beneath my feet
I swear
I'm not even drunk.
settling like sediment
in the bottom
of a
discarded wine glass
spilling stars
to stain the rug
of consciousness
pulled roughly
from beneath my feet
I swear
I'm not even drunk.
