1. 11:13 19th Feb 2012

    Notes: 7

    Tags: poetry

    tribute

    what are moments
    if they’re not hinted
    with your scent? or
    visions colored the same
    as your hands over my
    eyes? reached out and
    grabbed the wrong pair
    of glasses, saw the world
    as you did. your fidgeting
    hands turn screws that
    drop ribs, refer to these
    blueprints for further
    instruction.

    my daily tribute
    to this thing
    i can’t name
    what is time
    but opportunity  

     
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