14. okt, 2015

Tokyo 10#: Crossings

I'm eyes
In transparent plastic
The eye behind my eyes
Doing it's own viral will
Like a demon, an obsessed molestor
I'm in this rush, a stampede of
Thoughts like shoulders & briefcases
And now it's totally lost

Maybe you didn't think
Maybe you wouldn't care
I've told you sooner
But couldn't find the word