Whatever

the invisible shroud covers around, it floats and gently falls to the ground.

the wind will blow through, quite fast that it blew, and illuminated the face that is you.

the glowing green light, it isn’t quite right, but it shows all the things involved in the plight.

the quiet and shy, behind which she hides, is a good shield, but they do not know why.

the questions i ask, warmth in which i bask, the drink that he carries in his hip-flask…

whatever it means, whatever the scenes, i just know that on grass, my skin goes green…

Whatever

Tiatheflea

Eureka, Australia

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