From Finger tips of Night Runs
I squeezed death with fingertips
Pressing and twirling
Grind of miniature life
For the trespass of walking across my glasses
Peppermint lingers – the surprise.
Minding the Eyes
I squeezed death with fingertips
Pressing and twirling
Grind of miniature life
For the trespass of walking across my glasses
Peppermint lingers – the surprise.
2 comments:
welcome back madeleine!
keep going. love your writing
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