sky
Day 1292, ceiling.
Day's pictures, Poetry
From here
I can see
from the inside
the ceiling
the limit
and
the sky
without
Day 1135, angle.
Day's pictures, Poetry
It depends on what
angle you look
up to the sky
wondering
in circles
looking
for the smoke
hiding
or pointing the way
Nochrisis
Day 1078, innocent.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A heritage sunken in darkened clouds
grabs my roots to anchor me underneath
to never see the sky innocent
Nochrisis
Nochrisis 