| 3:05a |
HAHAHA OH SHIT
that vacuous smile:
eyes are something beautiful,
if you catch that sort of thing.
A color I can't quite recall,
except for the neon vacancy
signs radiating out of the pupil.
Wandering down the halls,
everything working out in ways
that won't be understood.
An excuse is just failure masked by self-pity.
As for gems like the one above,
its fine. Because a breath in a
direction is a death kiss.
For all best intentions, a wish
list of desires never ending. |