Poems from kristinareeves
I thought if the music was loud enough
It would drown out the feeling
The only thing that left was my hearing
Some find themselves
When they curl their toes over the edge of reason
Looking down at all that is sane
I look up for these toes so maybe...
A perfect frame for
perky porcelain cheeks
created with just a small
boost of contrast— just a bit
it erases the dark caves under the...