The pin is frozen
inches from the floor.
But I am deaf anyway.
Not to mention
the photoshop desaturation
of life.
I'm stuck.
At that place-
the top of the ferris wheel.
The pinheads are lackluster
and dead.
Jul 11, 2012
Jul 11, 2012 at 5:51 PM UTC
The pin is frozen
inches from the floor.
But I am deaf anyway.
Not to mention
the photoshop desaturation
of life.
I'm stuck.
At that place-
the top of the ferris wheel.
The pinheads are lackluster
and dead.
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