mute and white.
they float
against my naked body
occasionally nudging the bleached tub
their bones, sharp,
peer out at the bleak room
through a thin layer of film
almost kissing the air
they are contrasted by the-
contrasted.
i imagine the day
they will be contrasted
and i will have no eyes to see it.
2 comments:
I love your writings that you label as "meaningless". I understand why they're labeled as such, but they are always so hauntingly beautiful. <3
wonderful blog, wonderful posts. i love them.
gonna follow you :)
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