I need about… ten minutes
Ten minutes to complete what I’ve been ill-fated to do
To write my right-est wrongs from soul-less souls beyond
nINE is on the screen, but the screen itself is not before me
It’s in places marked by X’s, by tens
By the tenants of treasured mud; dirt which is dried by rain
If the clarity of adhesive droplets reveal the boxes,
Then the X’s crafted by time will be disposed of – in ten minutes
Only four minutes to go.
sarahneeve
February 15, 2013 at 2:39 am
I truly love this.
thefuture2020
February 17, 2013 at 4:48 am
Reblogged this on alltheeabove and commented:
Awesome!