Nighttime contemplation,
With no days or dreaming.
Not living,
Rarely sleeping.
© 2020 RB
Tonight (Every)
Just as the oil-stained canvas and the ink on this paper, feelings pour out and expand like water to vapor.
Just as the oil-stained canvas and the ink on this paper, feelings pour out and expand like water to vapor.
Nighttime contemplation,
With no days or dreaming.
Not living,
Rarely sleeping.
© 2020 RB
A Blemish is a Blunder 