quinta-feira, 1 de outubro de 2020

Way the light hit your face

 The damp stone floors of saint andrews institute

a dragon contrast from

warm dry carpeted laboratories


gossip spilled across the granite 

wetting the tip of the red carpet

famous feet sometimes gracing the tide of it


focused on flashing screens are curious faces

and absorbed like the red carpet beneath their feet

The heat calls to war a fine film of sweat thereon


The fine layer reflects the light of the screen

until somewhere in the middle a hypnotic sorcery

acquires their purchasing eyes


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