June 2010
1 post
I See Suns Spanning Forever
There was a time when, With sheets like lovers And walls like beds And alarm clocks like streetlamps, Where each night was eternity And days didn’t pass my Eyes, cracking under the pressure Of hinges gone too long without oil, I sought out God. In my mind he was layered in sunflowers, In cobalt, With fingers and limbs and hair and eyes Like sun and warmth and life. It was then that my covers...