A kaleidoscope's cuts of colored glass fall into indescribable patterns.![]() |
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the oddities
blowing about as they fall from the holes in her ceiling
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spun-fine linen and bottled scented secrets - worn at random upon her whim - lying across her bed
she sleeps
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as if feathers are but floating upon her wings and not the ceiling crashing debris
from the bullets she shot straight through her security when she aimed perfectly
however my perception is a bit askew for I am just looking through this slew of the many holes in her ceiling
2 comments:
Very nice. Keep up the great work.
Still enjoy reading the Thoughts you put on paper.
~~Me~~
Thank you, Me :)
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