pointless rambles

Monday, 11 August 2014

Among reflections

Not everything in the world needs dealing with.

The silver line on the side of his cheek
Reminded me of something
A justification
Lost among identities

The casual existence of senses
And the availability of a solid judgement

Conforming irrelevances
Continued piling up perceptions
Against pillars of truth

I can still see the silver line
Among reflections.

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