6 acessos
I never meant to put it on the shelf that
I can't reach and now it's hard to ask for help from anyone.
I used to climb the cabinets and take a look inside of it,
but now I have this fear of falling down.
With noses pressed against the screen and cold cement under skinned knees,
we watched the silhouettes and heard the screams.
And I remember promising that I would not repeat that scene as the Ryder turned the corner of our street.
Slip as I'm marking time. Fall for the perfect line.
There is a tell tale sign. Hide from your own design.
The tattered remnants of an old tattoo.
The stain of fine red wine.
I stay away because it makes me hollow.
the finalist declines.