Sniping away sleep,
not a shadow of remorse—
espresso, clean shot.
Hits you
Tag: Photography
See?
Hidden in plain sight,
as the middle child, ignored,
blossom in a bush.
Fences
Casts them in neat rows
without a toe out of line—
world can’t restrain youth.
Plump and obvious
Pining for nurture,
hangs such succulent despair;
unnourished nature.
Distractions
Cruel world forgets—
hyper-focused on the self,
that others exist.
