at the edge of every
at the edge of every
moment, you can
look, but not
touch,
feel, but
not make sense –
the seconds rub
their wings together,
the milliseconds
loosen their
grip. it’s the
perfect setup –
a postcard moment
for those
without stamps
.
20150225:0939
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🙂
The seconds rub their wings together is an utterly breathtaking line. I love everything about this piece.
thank you, Kira. i’m so glad that you love it! (smile)