We’re not good at this
this
love, this
fingerprinting of every fog
this
humanity in us
breaking bones, this
difficulty of dreams, this
soul of iridescence and ink
this
look, look, look
and blink.
We’re not good at this
this
love, this
fingerprinting of every fog
this
humanity in us
breaking bones, this
difficulty of dreams, this
soul of iridescence and ink
this
look, look, look
and blink.
