In the wavering orange
I look up at nothing and breathe out
Air catching light, a cloud of dust
The sound of something crumbling in the distance
or just heavy footsteps
Who's there? Are you breaking it down?
Feb 16, 2014
Feb 16, 2014 at 9:36 AM UTC
In the wavering orange
I look up at nothing and breathe out
Air catching light, a cloud of dust
The sound of something crumbling in the distance
or just heavy footsteps
Who's there? Are you breaking it down?
