#57 (unblemished/unbothered)


the faces of our constant companions

nails failing to scratch their shiny faces

yet still leave a mark

just some strokes

on the ever-patient extension

it’s only words

everybody does it

it will be forgotten in a few days


are the minds we touch

without touching them

fiddling away

our seconds

feeding the ugliest parts

within ourselves



reaching out

from  the abyss of dark glass

we remain


22nd October 2016

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