False eyes cast shadows
across the glint of a dark horizon.
A stained mattress and a trace of senselessness.
A vacancy and a void.
Prospects of chaos.
Overbearing amounts of black coffee.
A box of aged slides,
projected onto a brick wall.
Nerve endings.
A small beginning.
Sep 12, 2015
Sep 12, 2015 at 3:45 AM UTC
False eyes cast shadows
across the glint of a dark horizon.
A stained mattress and a trace of senselessness.
A vacancy and a void.
Prospects of chaos.
Overbearing amounts of black coffee.
A box of aged slides,
projected onto a brick wall.
Nerve endings.
A small beginning.
