My Jacket,
I wear you
Throughout the day
And your unconditional warmth
Seems comforting to me.
I don't know the land
Of your origin,
Blackness,
Do you come from
Your maker?
Or from the dark night?
From the unlucky cats?
Or from the
Deep rich earth?
From the midnight hour?
Or from the depths
Of the abyss?
From the unoccupied space?
Or from a deep dark secret?
From a cold gruesome death?
Or from the decay of the grave?
From long lost memories of a childhood?
What do you bring me
Jacket?
To my body
When I put you on
After I suffer
Through the winter's cold,
To journey outdoors,
Trudging through
The cold frosting
Current Residence: wherever I want Favourite genre of music: a little bit of everything, a little bit more of certain ones Favourite photographer: Ansel Adams
Bored. Don't have any software and really haven't been in the mood for photography or manipulation lately, at all.
Maybe I'll actually come back to post something but for now I just like to look around.
School doesn't seem to be too bad this year. The classes go by pretty fast so it's not like I'm dying too badly. Should be an interesting year.