I feel that through mine
I see the world too ridgedly,
As a series of shortening lines
A countdown nearing completion
While you see the world
As dancing blots
Of beautiful, shifting colors
Making mere impressions
Upon yours unfocused
I envy your ability
To witness the wonder
Of our waning world
Through your artist's eyes
- Author: Euthyphro ( Offline)
- Published: November 19th, 2023 01:50
- Category: Unclassified
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