Thursday, July 26
I watch my burden, watch my breath.
Paranoia on the sundial-
but the world does not bother to stop.
I will bleed caution,
And it will drip off the rooftop in such a way
that you will not take for granted,
what you do not lay your eyes upon.
Those eyes..
won't notice the handshakes behind my own
in which I carried whilst greeting the most
colorful birds
Sincerely, THE AUTHOR
