Objects
that we use
are made
for us
~
wonder
Day 1209, deep.
Day's pictures, Poetry
In my sleep
I sometimes
wonder
deep
in old forests
among the lizards
and wizards
Nochrisis
Day 1096, chains.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I like to think, I wonder
what chains, old, big or small
between me and tomorrow,
that will pull. Me? Away.
Nochrisis
Nochrisis 