eye - eye
- eye
there it is again
some sorta pain
no need to ask
god why
listen to the wind
listen to mister coffee
brewing 4
misses
drinks-coffee
away from the pain
away! (the pain)
(somethin' about they don't understand)
(somethin' about what i did not or could not do)
about hopeless
about helpless somethin' about
less and less
nesses
solace
what a word
what a dream...
what a day i had
fallen asleep by the kitten
to end it
wishing i knew
how to curl
round my
tail
too
poem © Katya Mills
photo © Katya Mills
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