Silent Musings

“Oh, take this veil from off my eyes My burning sun will, some day, rise So, what am I gonna be doin’ for a while?”   The blue tiles reflect my eyes when I sit in the empty bathtub writing in a tiny book. The yellow lights make it seem like I’m drowning in my

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Iridescent

I met you at the museum. Funny really, because to me you belong here. Up there with the masterpieces. Among the statues which look beautiful in the daylight and terrifying in its absence, among the sensational oils and ethereal figurines, and among the exquisite inscriptions

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