Indelicate, Un-rugged, Deformed, Clumsy, and Foolish.
Particular clippings
Now & later
Shall sit properly
Lines & Softened Lights
Distant Immensity
Glass Box + Steel Beams
Retreat
“Fuck you.”
.
“…letting the sun set on your anger, huh?”
All the same—crimson and void of sorrow
Catch a few more Breaths
A relief—it’s never truly. Pitch. Black
Cheap Tea and Wearing Company
Here they stay, after all has retreated from the vanities of wakefulness. Quiet, mysterious, and solemn—a reality to their own.
Early evening breaks.