their faces are plastic
and their irises are not original
they cannot know something that has been shoved into their mouths
and squeezed into their pockets
though
it seems that they know how
pathetic
it almost is.
YOU ARE READING
Vitreous
Poetry{a heart almost vitreous and a soul like a shadow} ~ å çöłléčtīœn òf mÿ îńnęr pøèmš.
