Thursday, 15 July 2021

The Collective

Referred from the source sense, you're a collocation. I mean no disrespect. You know when a retrospective plays out like the news. It's forever referential. You've got those eyes, or these lips, one's toes of warmth, dazed on a dime and suddenly aloof. Don't grind your teeth. It's superfluous to swear we've built these bridges in my head. There you are.