Golden autumn.
Looks nice,
Feels different.
Feels different.
Brisk.
Efficient.
Sat,
Crossed legs.
Fill the room.
Hot air rises.
A balloon.
Bursts?
Fall down.
Full of truth.
Unfortunate.
Untold.
Cold grey winter.
Feels different.
Feels different.
Sat,
Crossed legs.
Empty room.
Comments
SundaysChild | February 5, 2011 - 16:19
Interesting piece.
samhennig | February 6, 2011 - 01:00
glad it interested you sundayschild