bashful (14/100)

just outside the sunbeamresting in the grey tonesand dust motesat the back of the bottomshelf gaze lowered takingnew notesI’m breathing in others’light saving momentsfor making wordswanting more than sorrysilence but my page is rarelyever heardthinking that the worldmoves too fast for meto contemplateand standing still onthis dying hill can’t decidemy fateso I’m slowing downthe tempo… Continue reading bashful (14/100)