DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, I stopped for a glare--then regretted the unfair:)


up on high

still feels they glide

inflicted on the mind

no fear no mercy in the blinding neon stinging light

already alone summoned my end

no upon that seat I nursed I wish to bend

look for far in the eyes that chaotic that ray

a crowd I leave in its uneven may

on my finger tip

a better fate for them to sit


                                                                           ------ravenfeels