Daydream
Sitting writing,
background music white noise,
oblivious as I window chase,
thoughts are out there
on the clouds, deep shadows
dramatic enough
to silhouette trees
and I swear I've just see
them reverse direction,
I'm mesmerized.
Poetry by shells
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Written on 2016-02-15 at 01:08




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