So much concrete.
Dust fill my eyes,
My eyes are hardened.
So much glass.
Shards fill my heart,
My heart is sharpened.
So much wood
Grows over my jaw,
My mouth is shuttered.
So much;
Yet from which comes so little.
11-19-2012
So much concrete.
Dust fill my eyes,
My eyes are hardened.
So much glass.
Shards fill my heart,
My heart is sharpened.
So much wood
Grows over my jaw,
My mouth is shuttered.
So much;
Yet from which comes so little.
11-19-2012
Listen to your inner self..it has all the answers..
Linguistic commentary from a guy who takes things too literally
Peace, Love, & Justice
true stories from Iten