Feb 2020
Life was once to me
A slate to chisel
Frame to feign
With stars the occasional to see, unfelt
When really
As an owl
I never knew a sunrise word until I stopped seeing the morning
A slate to chisel
Frame to feign
With stars the occasional to see, unfelt
When really
As an owl
I never knew a sunrise word until I stopped seeing the morning
Night guy. Tried that. (;
