Dreaming down the Z axis

15 Feb

Orcas – Carrion

Guess it’s that feeling in the night.

Guessing it’s a certain hue.

Rusty memories,

A language of the eyes.

Eyes of flowers, every color of

every sky.

Tapered

in

her

wake.

I

wander

every

hellish dream

silently.

Usually.

image: goto10

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