Pearcemelville 兎敏

He visits the Conscience

 


He visits the consciousness the
Conscience of the Listener
the
A tear  a withheld sigh
A glint of recognition

Arrows striking hearts
elicit .. ..

Feeling like a Catcher with a wry disdain for one~uppence 
persecution
Holding up a child I save You 
but another passes by  many passing by one another
     over the edge
Darkening on the Focus