clouds line the sky. azure obscura. sailing birds dot the ceiling, shitting on what lie below
innocent, fresh, pure.
nightmarish screams emminate from hollow windows.
curtains flare in the breeze.
hardwood floors yellowed and gashed.
a solitary chair in wait.
the watch without hands
glasses without eyes
a book without words
smoke without fire
hollow chords ring true
from pallor to jaundice
body supports the mind
mind dictates the body.
innocent, fresh, pure.
nightmarish screams emminate from hollow windows.
curtains flare in the breeze.
hardwood floors yellowed and gashed.
a solitary chair in wait.
the watch without hands
glasses without eyes
a book without words
smoke without fire
hollow chords ring true
from pallor to jaundice
body supports the mind
mind dictates the body.

windermere:
I'd post something, but I'm not feeling poetic at the moment, heh.