Jan 10
The days fall together
like books falling
from a shelf.
The walls have faces
where the clocks
lost hands.
And it is,
so it is,
and shall be
in a cascade of
goose-flesh
and
happiness.
like books falling
from a shelf.
The walls have faces
where the clocks
lost hands.
And it is,
so it is,
and shall be
in a cascade of
goose-flesh
and
happiness.
