Out of Sight

Why do I keep feeling the need to keep up this charade? It doesn’t mean a thing. Everything is shifting. Goodbye. I can be so naive.

The problem is. The problem is. The problem is.

The problem is I keep distracting myself from the problem.

The problem is. That I am never paying. Enough attention. The problem is. That I don’t ever think I’ll get to the bottom of this.

I am going to make all these choices. I am not going to understand them.

EYES SHINING WITHOUT MYSTERY

EYES SHINING WITHOUT MYSTERY

 

EYES SHINING WITHOUT MYSTERY

 

EYES SHINING WITHOUT MYSTERY.

Why the court, trapped in a silver storm, is dying.

(Why, the court, trapped in a silver storm, is dying!)

~Kasia

 

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