I am looking out windows
I am forgetting important letters
and china glass is spilling on the sidewalk.
Upon my tongue dances something liminal and untouched by
the hands of Man
Upon the empty mountain I stand.
Ravaged and far from ripe,
Standing upon the empty mountain I begin to understand:
My eyes are empty.
My eyes are empty.
Mar 6, 2015
Mar 6, 2015 at 3:37 PM UTC
I am looking out windows
I am forgetting important letters
and china glass is spilling on the sidewalk.
Upon my tongue dances something liminal and untouched by
the hands of Man
Upon the empty mountain I stand.
Ravaged and far from ripe,
Standing upon the empty mountain I begin to understand:
My eyes are empty.
My eyes are empty.
